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"You see, your highness, that Count Ostermann is wholly of my opinion. It must be done this night!" "That would be overhaste," cried the duchess; "we are not yet prepared!" "Nor is the regent, Biron of Courland," thoughtfully interposed Ostermann; "and, therefore, our overhaste would take Biron by surprise." "Decidedly my opinion," said Munnich.
Now, it has changed and ordered you to take my life. Obey, and lose no more time. Biron asked pardon of God and the King. "The wittiest remarks, the most delicate allusions, the most brilliant repartees were exchanged on each side of the grating. The conversation was general, without any subject being dwelt on.
This letter never reached its destination; the watchmaker, Marc Biron; who had offered to convey it to England, was arrested whilst attempting to pass the royal lines, and was immediately hanged. La Rochelle, however, still held out.
They had no desire to spy any more, and went, confounded, to the Duchesse de Lauzun, to relate to her the cruel decree they had just heard pronounced, conjuring her to try and moderate it. Thereupon the patient sent for the notaries, and Madame Biron believed herself lost. It was exactly the design of the testator to produce this idea.
And so before the dark uncertainty of the mask, before the riddle of the smiling eyes which glittered through the slits, they stared irresolute; until a hand, the hand of one bolder than his fellows, was raised to pluck away the screen. The unknown dealt the fellow a buffet with his fist. "Down, rascal!" he said hoarsely. "And you" to the officer "show me instantly to M. de Biron!"
Biron hates us, hates me. And for the King, if he do not see you for a few days, 'twill blow over in a week." Count Hannibal shrugged his shoulders. "No," he said, "I shall go." The Marshal stared a moment. "Morbleu!" he said, "why? 'Tis not to please the King, I know. What do you think to find there, brother?" "A minister," Hannibal answered gently.
My carriage stops before your door, and these sharp-scenting hounds now know which way to turn with their abject adoration." "Ah," sadly responded Biron, "I dread the coming hour. I have a misfortune-prophesying heart, and this night, in a dream, I saw myself in a miserable hut, covered with beggarly rags, shivering with cold and fainting with hunger!"
In front of Montpensier was Baron Biron the younger, at the head of still another body of three hundred. Two troops of cuirassiers, each four hundred strong, were on Biron's left, the one commanded by the Grand Prior of France, Charles d'Angouleme, the other by Monsieur de Givry.
And so in the mid- eighteenth century, in a land where the king-at-arms is king, the goldsmith's son became a prince, and something more. On the death of Catherine I. he was regent; he ruled the Empress Anne, and tried to be the Richelieu of Russia. Very well, young man; now know this if you are handsomer than Biron, I, simple canon that I am, am worth more than a Baron Goertz.
Four weeks had passed since Biron, Duke of Courland, had commenced his rule over Russia, as regent, in the name of the infant Emperor Ivan. The Russian people had with indifference submitted to this new ruler, and manifested the same subjection to him as to his predecessor.
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