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"Messieurs," exclaimed Vilmorin, whose face assumed the pallor usual to it in moments of peril, "meseems we have been misinformed, and that M. de Mancini is not here. Let us seek elsewhere." "Most excellent advice, gentlemen," I commented, "seek elsewhere." "Monsieur," cried the little officer, turning purple, "it occurs to me that you are mocking us." "Mocking you! Mocking you?
In the voice of Omnes Omnibus at Nantes my voice again demanding the petition that sounded the knell of your hopes of coercing the Third Estate, did you not hear again the voice of Philippe de Vilmorin?
Andre-Louis, already fully aware of the trend of feeling in the ranks of an order in whose deliberations he took part as the representative of a nobleman, was not at all surprised by what he heard. M. de Vilmorin found it exasperating that his friend should apparently decline to share his own indignation. "Don't you see what it means?" he cried.
In the background Andre-Louis, too, had risen, brought to his feet by alarm, by the evil that he saw written on the handsome face of M. de La Tour d'Azyr. He approached, and touched his friend upon the arm. "Better be going, Philippe," said he. But M. de Vilmorin, caught in the relentless grip of passions long repressed, was being hurried by them recklessly along.
In the fields of Messrs. Vilmorin, where it is largely cultivated for its seeds, individuals occur from time to time which are anomalous in this respect. They exhibit a tendency to produce connate petals. Their flowers become monopetalous, and the whole strain is designated by the name of Papaver bracteatum monopetalum.
Whither was he going now? He was not left long in doubt. Proceeding, Andre-Louis spoke as he conceived that Philippe de Vilmorin would have spoken. He had so often argued with him, so often attended the discussions of the Literary Chamber, that he had all the rant of the reformers that was yet true in substance at his fingers' ends. "Consider, after all, the composition of this France of ours.
The Vilmorin rose has the property that, it if is bitten by a certain insect which is obnoxious to it, it throws out great tubers, which are said to send a crying child to sleep if put under its pillow." "Have you been everywhere where roses grow?" asked Noémi. "Well, I have been a good deal about in the world. I have been to Vienna, Paris, and Constantinople." "Is that far from here?"
There were no formalities over measurements of blades or selection of ground. M. le Marquis removed his sword-belt and scabbard, but declined not considering it worth while for the sake of so negligible an opponent to divest himself either of his shoes or his coat. Tall, lithe, and athletic, he stood to face the no less tall, but very delicate and frail, M. de Vilmorin.
In dress he was careless to the point of untidiness, and to this and to the fact that he had never married disregarding the first duty of a gentleman to provide himself with an heir he owed the character of misogynist attributed to him by the countryside. After M. de Kercadiou came M. de Vilmorin, very pale and self-contained, with tight lips and an overcast brow.
Not that the death of Philippe de Vilmorin lay heavily upon M. de La Tour d'Azyr's conscience. He had accounted himself fully justified of his action.
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