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Chapter 7 THE WHITE ROSE.

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d quite resolved to cleave me to the teeth, I struck him across the side of his head, with my heavy stick; and while he s

r he was dead or not; I was, at that moment, carried awa

or thanking anybody, over the floor, out of the door, down the steps, and into his carriage. Instantly I was at the side of the beautiful Countess, thus

th which she would honour me-my hand was laid up

dly and excitedly. Her lips almost touc

oh! that I could forget you. G

ingly pressed into mine the rose which she had held in her f

terwards insinuated, by my clever contrivance. They now mounted to their places with the agility of alarm. The postillions' whips cracked, the hors

ill it was quite lost to e

my white rose folded in my handke

et, sweet, a

but hers and mine ha

y against the wall, and propped him at each side with portmanteaus and pillows, and poured a glass of brandy, which

tired with his sword and his saw, his laurels and his sticking-plaster to this, his native town, was called in, and rather thought the gallant Colonel's skull was

reak banks and hearts, and, as you see, heads, should end upon the gallows or the guillotine.

eyed, snorting apopl

carry a point of real importance, reject all nice calculations of economy. Better to be a thousan

m a guest who had been so charmed with all he had seen of the renowned Belle Etoile. Thus saying, I placed five-and-thirty Napoleons in his hand. At touch of which his countenance, by n

given him that rather smart tap of my walking-cane, he would have beheaded half the inmates of t

ris with the least possible delay. Judge what was my horror then to learn, that for love or money, horses were nowhere to be had that night. The last pair i

ctually gone? Could he possibly

etting his things together, and

in my room. At sight of him, for a moment, my

me this moment who th

ld gentleman who was so near being sliced like a cucumber to-night, I am informed, by the

sulking-he could talk if he liked-who cares? Pack up

rse; he always

and with his horses. I ventured to ask the Marquis d'Harmonville, in a little while, whethe

y-I cannot say-it may have been she, his daughter by an

rner. I dozed and nodded; but the Marquis slept like a top. He awoke only for a minute or two at

e a cup of coffee here; I have had my nap. Permit me to recommend you to do likewise. Their coffee is really excellent." He ordered two cups of caf

these things; and then he took in the li

placed it on his own knees,

r and hurried," he said, "I lik

y was the very per

last two or three nights; and find it difficult to keep awa

done, the carriage

de us chatty, and our co

brilliant and amusing account of Parisian life, schemes, and dangers, all

Marquis related, with so much point and colour, I fe

w next him was open. He threw his cup out of it; and did the same kind office for mine, and finally the little tra

per. It inspired all manner of romantic dreams. I began to grow more and more sleepy. But actual slumber did no

eeping seemed absolutely insurmountable; and instead, I e

proved to be a lamp, which he hung with two hooks, attached to it, to the window opposite to him. He lighte

four horses from stage to stage. We were in this emergency, only too

er after letter. I wished to shut out the image which wearied me, but something prevented my being

er acted on my body-I found that I could not move one joint, or muscle, no

. Whatever it was, simple nightmare was not the

n pursue his occupation so serenely, when he mi

out but in vain; I repeated the eff

out of the window, humming an air from an opera

; we shall be there in

le shrug, he said, "Poor child! how fatigued he must have been-

h-box, locked it, put his spectacles in his

t two o'clock by this time. The carriage drew up,

mpanion, turning gaily to

been!" he exclaimed, after

the carriage doo

in, while they change the horses, and take some refreshment, and choose something that Monsieur Beck

ile, and another word or caution to my servant, he got out, and I heard him talking to St. Clair

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Contents

In a Glass Darkly, v. 2/3
Chapter 1 ON THE ROAD.
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Chapter 2 THE INN-YARD OF THE BELLE ETOILE.
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Chapter 3 DEATH AND LOVE TOGETHER MATED.
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Chapter 4 MONSIEUR DROQVILLE.
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Chapter 5 SUPPER AT THE BELLE ETOILE.
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Chapter 6 THE NAKED SWORD.
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Chapter 7 THE WHITE ROSE.
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Chapter 8 A THREE MINUTES' VISIT.
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Chapter 9 GOSSIP AND COUNSEL.
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Chapter 10 THE BLACK VEIL.
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Chapter 11 THE DRAGON VOLANT.
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Chapter 12 THE MAGICIAN.
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Chapter 13 THE ORACLE TELLS ME WONDERS.
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Chapter 14 MADEMOISELLE DE LA VALLIèRE.
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Chapter 15 STRANGE STORY OF THE DRAGON VOLANT.
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Chapter 16 THE PARC OF THE CHATEAU DE LA CARQUE.
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Chapter 17 THE TENANT OF THE PALANQUIN.
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Chapter 18 THE CHURCH-YARD.
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Chapter 19 THE KEY.
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Chapter 20 A HIGH-CAULD CAP.
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Chapter 21 I SEE THREE MEN IN A MIRROR.
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Chapter 22 RAPTURE.
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