Belle-Rose — page 257: what you’re looking at

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946 AN ENGLISH HUSBAND. came from France; Belle-Rose recovered slowly; Grip- pard, who had been sent back to Paris to learn the fate of © Suzanne, had not written a single time. Cornelius had Claudine to console him; Claudine had Cornelius; but Dé- route had for aiding his patience only his fury against Bouletord. He passed his time in fuming like the devil, and it was a pleasant thing to see the contrast between his placid face and the horrible oaths which he heaped up from morning to evening. As Belle-Rose began to con- valesce, he asked more frequently for news of Suzanne, and was astonished not to receive it. One day Déroute presented himself before Cornelius and Claudine all equipped, with great boots, a cloak upon his shoulder, a rapier at his side, and a valise under his arm. ‘*Monsieur, ’’ said he, rapidly, to Cornelius, like a man who does not wish to suffer any objection, ‘‘I come to ask you for your commissions as well as those of Mademoiselle Grinedal.”’ ‘*Where the devil are your going?”’ ea ‘*To Paris.”’ ‘*You will get yourself hung there.’ ‘Bah! balls and bullets have not sok caught me, and it is not Bouletord who will do what they have not been able to do. Hold, monsieur, treat me as chicken-hearted if you wish, but my captain’s complaints have wrung my heart; I will have news of Suzanne, 1 will know what Monsieur de Louvois has done with her, and I will save her or die in the attempt. The end of the finger or only a letter from Madame d@’Albergotti are worth more for curing my cap- tain than all those ingredients of every kind which are placed upon his wound.’’ Claudine and Cornelius each pressed one of Déroute’s hands. ‘‘Go,’’ they said to him, ‘‘and may God guide you.’”’ “Oh!’ said he, with his tranquil smile, ‘‘I have good feet, good eyes, and a good sword. I shall have gone far when Captain Belle-Rose comes to join me. ' ‘How join you? Do you wish him, then, to go and get imprisoned in the Bastile again?’’ exclaimed Cornelius. ‘““Come!"’ replied Déroute, ‘‘do you believe that my cap-— tain is a man to remain with arms crossed when he knows that Madame d’Albergotti is locked up in a convent? Would you detain him at Dover?”’ “Vou are right,’’ said Claudine, shaking her head, ‘* Jacques shall leave.’ ‘Eh! morbleu! I mee it well! he will leave as soon as me comicbooks.co