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Updated: May 17, 2025
The French fought with extreme bravery. Vastly superior as were the English force and guns, the French fire was maintained with the greatest energy and spirit, the gunners being directed and animated by Monsieur De Vignes, captain of one of the ships which had been sunk.
The doctor thinks badly of her, though he still hopes he may pull her through." "You may you mean," returned Billy. "Can't say the de Vignes have put themselves out at all over her. There's Rose flirts all day long with your brother, and Lady Grace grumbling continually about the folly of undertaking other people's responsibilities.
Until tourists came to the Tarn, Les Vignes was quite cut off from the world, but now it is a halting-place for the boatmen and their passengers; and a little auberge, while retaining all its rustic charm, provides the traveller with a good meal at a fair price.
"She knows the de Vignes. It is far better for her to see people, and there is more comfort in a private house than in a hotel." "Quite so," said Scott. "I am sure she will fall in with your wishes in this respect, whatever they are. Will you write to Colonel de Vigne, or shall I?" "You can and accept," returned Sir Eustace imperially. Scott took a sheet of paper without further words.
"And there is the Hunt Ball, isn't there?" said Dinah with more assurance. He looked at her keenly. "What Hunt Ball?" She met his eyes with a faint challenge in her own. "I heard you were going to stay with the de Vignes. They always go to the Hunt Ball every year." "Do you go?" asked Sir Eustace. She shook her head. "No. I never go anywhere."
The de Vignes had evidently retired. One rapid glance told Dinah this, and she dismissed them therewith from her mind. The rhythm and lure of the music caught her. She slid into the dance with delicious abandonment. The wonder and romance of it had got into her veins. No stolen pleasure was ever more keenly enjoyed than was that last perfect dance.
She blushed very deeply, realizing that she had allowed her thoughts to run away with her. "There isn't a joke really," she told him. "It wasn't important anyhow. I was only thinking how how surprised the de Vignes would be." He frowned momentarily; then he laughed. "Proud of your conquest, eh?" he asked. She blushed still more deeply.
"But if you were me, and lived always under the shadow of the de Vignes, you wouldn't think it a bit funny." "Who are the de Vignes?" asked Isabel suddenly. Dinah turned to her. "We are staying here with them, Billy and I. My father persuaded the Colonel to have us. He knew how dreadfully we wanted to go. The Colonel is rather good-natured over some things, and he and Dad are friends.
For some time now, by great wariness and circumspection she had evaded it, and she had begun to entertain the trembling hope that she was at last considered to have passed the age for such childish correction. But her mother's outbreak of violence on the day of their departure had been a painful disillusion, and she knew well what it would mean to return home in disgrace with the de Vignes.
Not very willingly had she agreed to let her go upon this Alpine jaunt with the de Vignes, but Billy had been so keen, and the invitation would scarcely have been extended to him alone. The whole idea had originated between the heads of the two families, riding home together after a day's hunting.
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