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This evening Pelletan sent his son, Camille Pelletan, to inform me on behalf of the Government that to-morrow's operations will be decisive. December 1. It appears that Louise Michel has been arrested. I will do all that is necessary to have her released immediately. Mme. Meurice is occupying herself about it. She went out this morning for that purpose. D'Alton-Shee came to see me.
'Hotel Meurice! 'Hotel de France! 'Hotel de Calais! 'The Royal Hotel, Sir, Angaishe ouse! 'You going to Parry, Sir? 'Your baggage, registair froo, Sir? Bless ye, my Touters, bless ye, my commissionaires, bless ye, my hungry-eyed mysteries in caps of a military form, who are always here, day or night, fair weather or foul, seeking inscrutable jobs which I never see you get!
"The more good fortune yours," said Trevanion, drily; "for I acknowledge I should not give much for your chance at twenty paces opposite his pistol; then who is the other?" "Le Baron d'Haulpenne," said I, "and his name is all that I know of him; his very appearance is unknown to me." "I believe I am acquainted with him," said Trevanion; "but here we are at Meurice.
I am at the Hotel Meurice at present." "Thank you," said Maurice, absently, and glancing around him at the passers-by as he spoke. "Good-morning." M. de Bois would not be shaken off thus unceremoniously. He was too much distressed by the evident mental condition of the viscount. He turned and walked beside him, though conscious that Maurice looked annoyed.
Their belongings are packed as for departure. To the Hotel Meurice, by a roundabout route, mistress and maid repair. Hortense Duval is no more. A new social birth. Madame de Santos, in superb apartments, proceeds to arrange her entree into future social greatness. A modern miracle. No one has seen the children together in Paris. On the steamer not a suspicion was raised.
The nurses, in white aprons, who are the actresses of the theatre, burst into tears. November 13. I had M. and Mme. Paul Meurice, Vacquerie and Louis Blanc to dinner this evening. We dined at 6 o'clock, as the second reading of Les Chatiments was fixed to begin at the Porte Saint Martin at 7.30. I offered a box to Mme. Paul Meurice for the reading. November 14. Good news!
The marriage was solemnized at Berlin, and here are the signatures of several witnesses: Eva Klosking; Fraulein Graafe; Zug, the Capellmeister; Vicomte Meurice, French attache'; Count Hompesch, Bavarian plenipotentiary; Herr Formes."
The Protestant ceremonies were as inane as if they had been Catholic. ALL PARIS and the reporters were there in force! Your friend, Paul Meurice, came a week ago to ask me to "do the Salon" in le Rappel. I declined the honor, for I do not admit that anyone can criticise an art of which he does not know the technique! And then, what use is so much criticism! I am reasonable.
I should be posing as an arbiter of the situation and at the same time hamper a battle begun and which may be a successful one. Louis Blanc was of my way of thinking, as were also Meurice, Vacquerie and my sons, who dined with us. December 23. Henri Rochefort came to dine with me. I had not seen him since August of last year, when we were in Brussels. Georges did not recognise his godfather.
Meurice to speak a few words to me; which, having agreed to, I entered the little bureau where this Czar of hotels sits enthroned, and what was my surprise to learn the request he had to prefer, was nothing less than that I would so far oblige him as to vacate the room I possessed in the hotel, adding that my compliance would confer upon him the power to accommodate a "milor" who had written for apartments, and was coming with a large suite of servants.
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