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Updated: June 3, 2025
"Well, it may be; perhaps so yes;" which may be regarded as an expression of no very great confidence in the prophecy. One day, Tournier was walking down the hill leading to Yaxley with his now customary gloom over-shadowing his face, when he saw a horseman approaching.
But we had delayed too long. The English came pouring upon us, and in spite of frantic efforts we were made prisoners." Then pointing to his friend, who was fidgeting and frowning most portentously all the time, he said "There is the man my noble Captain Tournier!" And with such like tales the evening passed away.
Villemet, as we have seen, was a light-hearted fellow, even to a fault; but his light-heartedness was simply nature's good gift to him, it was not the fruit of principle, like the newly-found cheerfulness of his friend Tournier, and could not, or at least did not, stand the strain of long continued uncertainty. "I will stand this vile bondage no longer," he said to himself one day.
Captain Tournier soon lost the impression made by the solemn words, but he never to his dying day forgot the compassionate look that accompanied them. The old priest left his mark. Winter had passed, and Spring was far advanced before Tournier paid his first visit to Mr. Cosin. It was not want of sociability or indifference to the friendship of such a very genial man that made him delay.
Many a time after this did the friends converse together, in their walks, when they rode out, and as they sat at the fire-side; and without any affectation of superior wisdom, yet, when Tournier at any time appeared to flag or grow weary in bearing up under his still severe trials, Cosin would cheer him by telling him, out of the fulness of his own heart, that all hopeless trouble came from trying to live without God, and that no one is really wise who thinks he knows better than He.
"Oh, pardon me, Miss Cosin; my eagerness to know something made me frame my words awkwardly. Let me explain. I have a dear mother in my home in France, and, if possible, a still dearer friend to whom I am engaged, and I love her with my whole heart and soul. I cannot tell you how I love her." "Well, Captain Tournier," said Alice, relaxing her severity of manner, though it was not very severe.
And they found Tournier awaiting the verdict without the slightest degree of suspense. "I have brought you your wife," Cosin cried. What followed may well be imagined by all but ill-natured people, who see no chance of their ever being placed in a similar predicament themselves.
They too had been talking together as they followed the others along the familiar road that passed by the barracks. It was on the old subject that Tournier seemed never to weary of. "There," he said, pointing to the spot where he had first met Cosin, "that is where I first set eyes on your sunny English face. I remember it by that blighted tree in the hedge-row.
"Then, in that case," replied Tournier, "we shall tie your feet under the belly of this noble steed, with our pistols at full cock, lest he should run away, and take you back in triumph to Norman Cross to meet the fate you deserve." The compact was made, and faithfully adhered to. All parties concerned kept the secret well, and happily the air of Yaxley was unfavourable to idle gossip.
But the greater part were gentlemen, and Tournier, still calm, said with a smile, "Take no notice of it, my friends. Let us withdraw. At least we will bear away the palm of victory over our tempers." The malcontents were disconcerted at this magnanimity.
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