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Both the others were taken rather aback, especially as Cosin continued to seem very much in earnest. "There must be a marriage-settlement of some sort." "Assuredly," Tournier replied, relieved, but still somewhat puzzled. "Whatever you think right, I shall be delighted to do." "Do you really mean that?" said Cosin, still very seriously. "Indeed I do.
But it was a poor creature, and would sweat, I should think, if he only whisked his tail twice, only he'd got none." "What a picture of a screw!" said one of the party, laughing heartily with the rest. "Just what we wanted," said Tournier; and giving the man a tip, they all went off again. They had gone but a few miles when they heard the sound of horse's feet in front of them.
"And we have told you why a score of times," put in Tournier in the quietest possible way. "The English have deprived us of liberty, but they shall never deprive us of honour. We are on parole, and we are bound in honour, therefore, not to try and escape even if we could." "Honour!" said a privateer captain, turning up his nose in a very pronounced manner. "Yes, sir, honour!
Those years of lonely sorrow, aggravated by uncertainty and bitter disappointment, had killed her; and Tournier had only come in time to make the last few months of her life her happiest ones for many a day past. One evening, as the end was drawing near, she suddenly said, "My son, what will you do when I am gone?"
"You are on a visit to me, and have been very ill, and I want you to go to sleep again, and not think about anything." "But do you know," said Tournier, making a feeble effort to put out his hand, which his friend gently took, "that when I first woke up, such horrid thoughts came into my mind! but I caught sight of your face, and they went away." "That's right.
The rider had been watching him for some little distance as he came up, and just before they met pulled up his horse, and bowing, said with a pleasant smile, "Good morning, Captain Tournier, I hope I see you well." "Thank you, sir," said the other politely, but with some little surprise, "I am very well; but pardon me for asking who it is I have the pleasure of speaking to?"
They spent a pleasant afternoon together, Cosin doing all he could to divert and amuse his friend, and his sister helping him: for they were cheerful souls, though Tournier thought he saw at times a vein of sadness in his host, amid all his cheerfulness, which, they say, and say truly, always adds piquancy to mirth.
The consequence was a fresh batch of prisoners arrived at Norman Cross, and it was probably the last. Captain Tournier was standing talking with a number of other officers, both English and French, near the entrance gate of the barracks, when they saw them approaching along the road. As the new comers passed by, their reception, as always, was respectful and sympathetic.
On the contrary, he pressed Tournier's arm a little closer, and said, very softly, as a kind doctor might say when he finds a patient's symptoms more serious than he thought, but does not therefore give him up, "I am so sorry." There was a pause for a minute or two, and they went on walking together. Tournier was the first to speak. I cannot.
Our cousins in America were displaying their brotherly instincts by declaring war against us in our trouble. Peace seemed as far off as ever. Captain Tournier did not return to the barracks until his health was completely re-established, and Major Kelly was very liberal in his allowance of time.
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