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He had not noticed a proceeding which had taken place on the vessel. The Chevalier de la Vieuville had drawn up the marines in line on both sides of the mainmast, and at the sound of the boatswain's whistle the sailors formed in line, standing on the yards. The Count de Boisberthelot approached the passenger.
The rage of the Duchesse de Roquelaure at this incident may be imagined. In her first unreasoning fury, she went to Madame de la Vieuville, who, all in ignorance of what had happened, was utterly at a loss to understand her stormy and insulting reproaches.
"With whom he is connected." Boisberthelot resumed, "In France and in the carriages of the king he is a marquis, as I am a count, and you a chevalier." "The carriages are far away!" exclaimed Vieuville. "We are living in the time of the tumbril." A silence ensued. Boisberthelot went on, "For lack of a French prince we take one from Brittany."
Boisberthelot, pointing towards him with the forefinger of his left hand, remarked in an undertone to La Vieuville, "The Vendée has found a leader." From "Broken Stowage," BY DAVID W. BONE "Fatty" Reid burst into the half-deck with a whoop of exultation. "Come out, boys," he yelled. "Come out and see what luck! The James Flint comin' down the river, loaded and ready for sea! Who-oop!
Aycon, do not insist on trusting me too much, but tie the knot if your wounded arm will let you." Engrossed with my thoughts and my schemes, I had not dwelt on the danger to which he called my attention, and I admit that I hesitated. "I have no wish to be called a murderer," said I. "Shall we not wait again for M. de Vieuville and his friend?" "Curse them!" said he, fury in his eye again.
She reckoned upon the Vendômes, upon the Duke d'Epernon, upon La Vieuville, her old companions in exile in England; upon the ill-treated Bouillons, upon La Rochefoucauld, whose disposition and pretensions were so well known to her; upon Lord Montagu, who had been her slave, and at that moment possessed the entire confidence of Anne of Austria; upon La Châtre, the friend of the Vendômes, and Colonel-General of the Swiss Guards; upon Treville, upon Beringhen, upon Jars, upon La Porte, who were all emerging from exile, prison, and disgrace.
They would be where the road ceased and the sand began at that hour. "He seems to think," Bontet explained, "that less attention would thus be directed to the affair." The precaution seemed wise enough; but why had M. de Vieuville taken Bontet so much into his confidence? The same thought struck the duke, for he asked sharply: "Why did he read the note to you?"
A little after ten, the Count Boisberthelot and the Chevalier de la Vieuville escorted the man in the peasant garb to the door of his cabin, which was the captain's own room. As he was about to enter, he remarked, lowering his voice: "You understand the importance of keeping the secret, gentlemen. Silence up to the moment of explosion. You are the only ones here who know my name."
But then he is brave, and knows how to fight." "Priests when one needs soldiers! bishops who are no bishops at all! generals who are no generals!" La Vieuville interrupted Boisberthelot. "Have you the Moniteur in your stateroom, commander?" "Yes." "What are they giving now in Paris?" "'Adele and Pauline' and 'La Caverne." "I should like to see that." "You may. We shall be in Paris in a month."
"The great feats of war," said Vieuville, "require noble blood in those who perform them. These are matters for knights, and not for hairdressers." "But yet there are estimable men in this 'Third Estate," rejoined Vieuville. "Take that watchmaker, Joly, for instance. He was formerly a sergeant in a Flanders regiment; he becomes a Vendean chief and commander of a coast band.
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