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Updated: August 14, 2024
"You are coming to us to-morrow, I hope, Mademoiselle Fischer?" said he. "You have no company?" asked Cousin Betty. "My children and yourself, no one else," replied the visitor. "Very well," replied she; "depend on me." "And here am I, madame, at your orders," said the citizen-captain, bowing again to Madame Hulot.
"You are coming to us to-morrow, I hope, Mademoiselle Fischer?" said he. "You have no company?" asked Cousin Betty. "My children and yourself, no one else," replied the visitor. "Very well," replied she; "depend on me." "And here am I, madame, at your orders," said the citizen-captain, bowing again to Madame Hulot.
Charlot returned to the window to learn from Guyot that the citoyennes thanked the Citizen-captain, but that they were tired and sought to be excused, asking nothing better than to be allowed to remain at peace in their carriage. "Sacred name of a name!" he croaked, a trifle thickly, for the wine he had taken was mastering him more and more. "Are they defying us?
Juste's air was slightly mocking, and words of not overdelicate banter rose to his lips, to be instantly quelled by La Boulaye. "Let your drums beat a rally, Citizen-captain," he commanded briskly. "We leave Bellecour in ten minutes.". And indeed, in less than that time the blue-coats were swinging briskly down the avenue.
"Citizen-captain," answered the giant Souvestre, constituting himself the spokesman of his fellows, "we demand to know by what right you interfere with honest patriots of France in the act of ridding it of some of the aristocratic vermin that yet lingers on its soil?"
Having rung the bell, the citizen-captain made strenuous efforts to pull his coat into place, for it had rucked up as much at the back as in front, pushed out of shape by the working of a piriform stomach. Being admitted as soon as the servant in livery saw him, the important and imposing personage followed the man, who opened the door of the drawing-room, announcing: "Monsieur Crevel."
"Present arms!" was the answer he delivered, in a voice of supreme unconcern. "Citizen-captain, this is an outrage," screamed a voice in the mob. "If blood is shed, upon your own head be it." "Will you withdraw?" inquired the Captain coldly. "To me, my children," cried Souvestre, brandishing his sabre, and seeking to encourage his followers.
With an oath he turned abruptly, and pulled the casement open. "Guyot!" he called, and a voice from below made answer to him. "You will make my compliments to the citoyennes in the coach, Guyot, and tell them that the Citizen-captain Tardivet requests the honour of their company to supper."
Having rung the bell, the citizen-captain made strenuous efforts to pull his coat into place, for it had rucked up as much at the back as in front, pushed out of shape by the working of a piriform stomach. Being admitted as soon as the servant in livery saw him, the important and imposing personage followed the man, who opened the door of the drawing-room, announcing: "Monsieur Crevel."
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