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Solivet looked comically dismayed to hear such independent sentiments coming out of my mouth; I know now that he was extremely afraid that M. de Poligny would be terrified out of is bargain. If I had only guessed at his purpose, and that such an effect might be produced, I would almost have gone the length of praising Mr.
And while tumultuous assemblies were constantly taking place in Parliament, and no one could guess what was coming next, we did not like parting with our protector; but he said that he was an alien, and could do nothing for us. The army was on its way home, and with it our brother de Solivet, and M. d'Aubepine; and his clear duty was to be ready to engage in the cause of his own King.
We sent a courier to find my brother Solivet at Amiens, that he might meet and come part of the way with us.
'Nay, nay, Eustace, I said; 'the names of Walwyn and Ribaumont must not be lost. 'She may make Darpent deserve a fresh creation, then, he answered, smiling sadly. 'It will be best to wait a little, as I have told her, to see how matters turn out at home. I asserted with all my heart, and told him what our brother Solivet had said.
'Solivet would not heed your promise more than the win that blows, except that he might visit it upon Darpent. 'You promised to persuade my mother, I said. 'She at least knows how things go in England. Besides, she brought him here constantly. Whenever she was frightened there was a cry for Darpent.
I think M. de Solivet realised a little better what the sacrifice was to me, or rather how cruel the parting was to my poor people, when we set forth on our journey.
'As long as you are here I am safe, said she; 'but when you are gone I do not know what she may attempt. And here is this Solivet son of hers coming too! 'Solivet has no power over you, said Eustace. 'You may make yourself easy, Nan. Nobody can marry you without my consent, for my father made me your guardian.
Meantime, M. de Nemours recovered from his wound only to be killed in a duel by M. de Beaufort, his brother-in-law; the Prince of Conde's rage at his defeat threw him into a malignant fever; the Duke of Orleans was in despair at the death of his only son, a babe of five years old; the Fronde was falling to pieces, and in the breathing time, Eustace obtained a pass from our own King, and wrote to Solivet, who was with the royal army outside, to get him another for himself and me explaining that he was bound by his promise to Madame van Hunker, and that his health was in such a state that my care was needful to him.
And as the wretched little Count slunk away he added 'Solivet, I had though better things of you. To which Solivet responded, with the pretension derived from his few years of seniority: 'Bah! brother, you do not understand, half a foreigner as you are. This was the only way left to me to protect my sister from the insults your English folly had brought on her. Eustace made no answer.
Her husband had spent the last winter at Paris, but was now with the army in the Low Countries, and the compliments Solivet paid me on my dear friend's improvement in appearance and manner inspired us with strong hopes that she might not attract her husband; for though still small, pale, and timid, she was very unlike the frightened sickly child he had left.
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