Belle Rose: A Romance of the Cloak and Sword — page 249: what you’re looking at

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THE CONVENT IN THE RUE DU CHERCHE-MIDI. 233 repeat the same discourse and interrupted him at each moment by her sobs. ‘*Perhaps he is still alive,’’ she finally said. ‘“What do you count on doing?’’ ‘“To leave for England.’’ ‘“‘Tdo not know how to make you the offer,’’ said Grip- pard, ‘‘but it seems to me that you would do well to permit me to accompany you. I have been a corporal in your brother’s company. It is quite simple.’’ ‘*I accept,’’ she said to him; ‘‘we will leave to-morrow.”’ Monsieur de Louvois had no sooner learned the news of the supposed death of Belle-Rose than he sent for Monsieur de Pomereux. He informed him of Belle-Rose’s death and gave him a letter to the superior of the convent in the Rue du Cherche-Midi. Monsieur de Pomereux went at once and was received by Madame d’Albergotti in the parlor. The same emotion which had seized the gentleman at their first interview at Monsieur de Louvois’ made tremble his heart at sight of Suzanne. She had, as she saluted him, a smile so sweet and such a chaste mixture of reserved affability, that he was touched by it. ‘*Do you bring me good news?”’ she said to him. ‘*Alas! madame,’’ Monsieur de Pomereux replied, ‘‘I come on the part of Monsieur de Louvois.”’ ‘‘That is to say that the news is not good.’’ ‘*Perhaps you are right. I wish that we were in the time of the chevaliers of the Round Table in order to have the right to come to deliver you lance in hand; unfortunately, madame, the police arein the way; but there is another means of leaving here.”’ ‘*Again!’’ said Suzanne, in a half laughing, half serious tone. “*Eh! madame, believe that if I mention this proposition, it is more in your interest than in mine. You are de- livered, and I am enchained.’’ The brusque tone of this repartee made Madame d’ Alber- gotti smile. ‘*‘Must I thank you?’’ said she. ‘*Hold, madame, let us speak seriously,’’ replied the count; ‘‘it has been such a long time since this folly has happened to me, that I can indulge it for a few moments. I feel attracted toward you by a sympathy which you will call by what name you please, but which is sincere; your future frightens me, you do not know what kind of a man my dear cousin is. When passion dominates him he is capable of anything. You and Captain Belle-Rose have (ELON OOKS =) ve (CO) 5