Belle-Rose — page 203: what you’re looking at

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ra 192 is TWO WOMEN’S HEARTS. de Naucrais left for Limbourg and Cornelius for Arras, es, At the name of Cornelius O’Brien, Madame de Chateaufort ~ gave orders to introduce the young Irishman into her — ae presence. The duchess was in an oratory in which pene- trated only a doubtful light; she was clothed in a long ~ robe which concealed her neck:and arms. A palesmile half parted her lips on seeing Cornelius. pit ‘What brings you?’’ she said to him; ‘‘are you going to sive me the joy of thinking that [ can ‘be of some service to you?”’ ‘‘Not to me, but to another, madame. ’ ‘“Speak!”’ said the duchess, who had Belle-Roso’ sname — upon her lips and dared not pronounce it. ‘*Belle-Rose is arrested.” ‘‘Arrested! did you say?’’ exclaimed Madame au Cha- teaufort, fixing her frightened glance upon Cornelius. Cornelius related the circumstances which had preceded and accompanied this arrest. Madame de Chateaufort — listened to him with clasped hands. When she learned that Belle-Rose had been taken to the Bastile, she shivered. ‘It is a terrible place, ’’ their lives, others remain there to die.’ “We must set him out, madame, and get him out alive.” ‘“‘Certainly, I will do all I can, but am I sure of succeed- ing?’’ ‘You? but you have already saved him from aes: : You will save him from prison, too.’ Madame de Chateaufort shook her head. eee ‘‘T was powerful then, and he was only a soldier, ” said she. vd have lost my credit, and he is now a criminal of state. ’ ‘‘He!’’ said Cornelius, frightened.: = > ‘Eh! you do not know what the court is and how the innocent are transformed into the guilty. You do not know Monsieur de Louvois; ferocious, violent, and im- said she; “some leave it to lose perious, he hates those who wound him, and, he is not. the Ws man to pardon Belle-Rose. ’ “He need not pardon him, but let him give him back his liberty. He will not dare to refuse you. ‘‘Perhaps not, if I were still young, beautiful, and powerful. Look at me and tell me if I am she whom you knew three months ago. I have left the court, others have come, and Iam forgotten. Oh, do not say no, tee: aden Z move around a king forget quickly! ee ‘‘What must we do, then?’’ exclaimed Cornelivas saa ‘* Attempt everything and pray God. I will BO to “S00 : e (e(e) ae ee oe Sw a M ve yak. % = nf ,! * Ce fad + * * Ler, oe em | “oa 7 ‘ * ny EAM he < sae — / on | \ cw ts : > ards eS - ve Ad “ay pee vf . . Pe ~ * ia