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Updated: June 26, 2025
This is my granddaughter, Marguerite de Nidemerle, and my niece a la mode de Bretagne Cecile d'Aubepine, all bestowing their chatter on their cousin."
Margaret, I stood grasping her with one arm with desperate energy, while I cried: 'A moi, soldiers of Freibourg! 'Drag her away, said d'Aubepine to the men. 'By your leave, my captain, said their sergeant, 'except in time of war, it is not permitted to lay hands on any one in sanctuary. It is not within our discipline.
And thus, one summer evening, with his wife, Madame Darpent, and myself watching and praying round him, Armand d'Aubepine passed away from the temptations that beset a French noble. I took my poor Cecile home sinking into a severe illness, which I thought for many days would be her death.
We could not speak to Eustace, and Solivet and d'Aubepine, finding themselves known, had both hurried away at peep of day, for it was a serious thing to have nearly killed a man in office; but Meg desired that if Sir Francis called to inquire for my brother we should see him, and she also sent Nicolas to inquire for M. Darpent, who, we heard, was confined to his bed with a broken arm.
D'Aubepine swore an oath that they would see what their Colonel said to their insubordination; but the sergeant replied, not without some malice: 'It falls within the province of the reverend Father. 'I command you, then! shrieked the Abbe, in a furry. 'Nay, Monsieur l'Abbe is not our officer, said the sergeant, saluting with great politeness.
Therefore Armand d'Aubepine, who was flushed with wine, and not in the least able to perceive how contemptible he was, urged me to yield with the best grace I could, since there was no help for it. And so saying he suddenly pinioned both my arms with his own. No help! Was there no help in Heaven above, or earth below? Was my dragoon on his way? The doors opened. Again the Abbe opened his book.
Suddenly, from the midst of these wild sports, while still a mere child under fourteen, Cecile was summoned to be married to Armand d'Aubepine, who was two years older, and was taken at once to Chateau d'Aubepine.
She seemed to look at me with a sort of distrust, and to be with difficulty polite to Madame d'Aubepine, while she was almost rude to the Abbe. She scarcely uttered a word of French, and made a little cry and gesture of disgust, when Gaspard replied to her in his native tongue, poor child. She was the chief disappointment to me.
They all beset me, Lamont at my feet, pleading the force of his passion, entreating with all the exaggeration of the current language; the Abbe arguing about the splendid position I should secure for my son and myself, and the way I should be overthrown if I held out against the Prince; d'Aubepine raging and threatening.
He offered to protect Madame d'Aubepine and her children back to their own hotel, but we could not let the poor wife go back with her grief, nor the children turn out again on the winter's night.
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