Penny Dreadfuls, 1895 · page 152 of 394
Belle Rose: A Romance of the Cloak and Sword — page 152: what you’re looking at
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* A» > “Sali: % ‘ne . Py hn ee: OY }" ‘ A y ‘ Nai) ' : , ae : ‘ Ll 140 WHEAT AND TARES. ‘Hear me to the end, monsieur, and if you have any ob- jections to make, you will make them afterward.’’ Monsieur de Naucrais crossed his arms upon his breast and was silent. Belle-Rose leaned forward to hear better what the duke was going to say. The latter continued: ““You have been punished for the fault, monsieur; it is right that you should now be rewarded for the victory.”’ Monsieur de Naucrais trembled, and Belle-Rose breathed like a man who, after having remained some time under the water, returns to the light. ‘“In the name of the king, I took from you the sword of the captain; in the name of the king, I return to you that of acolonel. Take it, then, monsieur, and if you always serve worthily your country as you have done up to now, new rewards will not be long in seeking you.”’ The Duc de Luxembourg extended his hand to Monsieur de Naucrais. That strong man whom the approach of death could not move, grew troubled like a child at the the general’s words; he took the sword with a trembling hand, and, without voice to thank him for a favorso nobly accorded, he could only express by his emotion the extent of his gratitude. The officers surrounded him, and Monsieur de Luxembourg approached Belle-Rose. ‘“*You have appealed from the general to the peddler,”’ said he, ‘‘the peddler has recollected.’’ Belle-Rose wished to reply, but Monsieur de Luxem- bourg stopped him. “‘I was your debtor,’ he said to him, kindly, ‘‘I have wished to repay you—that i is all; now, instead of one pro- tector, you have two.’”’ A minute later it was Monsieur de Naucrais’ turn. ‘‘T know what I owe to you,’’ said he to Belle-Rose; ‘‘if you have lost a friend i in Monsieur d’Assonville, you have gained a brother in me.’’ A vigorous grasp of the hand terminated this laconic dis- course, and the new colonel ran to make himself recog- nized by his regiment. As Belle-Rose was returning to the quarter of his company, a personage who was leaving it ran up against him. **Cornelius!”’ **Belle-Rose!’’ they exclaimed, at the same time, and the | two friends embraced. a “It is a happy day,”’ ‘said Belle-Rose. *“There are still — some left in life, then!’’ ee “There are a thousand!’ replied Cornelius, whose countenance was radiant with a. “Ihave seen