Belle Rose: A Romance of the Cloak and Sword — page 315: what you’re looking at

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A NEST IN A CONVENT. 297 ‘“‘T will do as Suzanne wishes,’’ said Belle-Rose. ‘‘Suzanne is ready,’’ replied Genevieve; ‘‘in three days you will be married.’’ Belle-Rose then withdrew. Left alone, Madame de Chateaufort knelt down before her prie-Dieu. ‘‘My God!’’ said she, in a voice broken by sobs, ‘‘bless them and may they be happy.’’ She remained a long time immovable; when she arose, her face was like that of a martyr, suffering and resigned. The Abbess of St. Claire d’Ennery sent for the Bishop of Mantes, who promised to give to the young couple the nuptial benediction, and it was decided that Claudine and Cornelius should get married on the same day. The evening before the day fixed for the ceremony, Mon- sieur de Pomereux presented himself at the abbey. No sooner than he had been announced Belle-Rose and Cor- nelius ran to meet him. The three young people embraced. ‘‘Morbleu!’’ exclaimed the count, ‘‘it seems that I am always destined to act contrary to good sense; I ought to hate you with all my soul, and I feel that I love you with all my heart.’’ ‘You have made the history of my sentiments,’’ replied Belle-Rose. ‘*‘Now that I have paid upon the Pontoise road the bill of exchange which you drew upon me in a street in Dover, speak to me of your affairs.”’ Cornelius related to Monsieur de Pomereux what had been resolved upon. ‘*We are to get married in the abbey chapel,’’ he added; ‘but, considering the situation of things around the mon- astery, we could just as easily get married in great pomp in the parochial church of Pontoise.”’ ‘*What! not an archer in the neighborhood?”’ said the count. **Not one; besides, you ought to have been able to con- vince yourself .of it while coming here. Have you meta single member of the police?’’ **Not a single one, and that is what worries me.”’ **Would you have preferred to see fifty of them?”’ **Perhaps, yes.”’ ‘*This is pleasant.”’ **Eh! pardieu! when Monsieur de Charny acts, one at least knows what he is doing; but when he keeps still, Lucifer himself cannot divine what he meditates. If there are no alguazils around the abbey, it means that there is a crowd of spies a quarter of a league away.”’ (E(0) micooo (E(0) =}