Paris (France) -- History -- 19th century -- Fiction; Philadelphia (Pa.) -- History -- 19th century -- Fiction
"This quieted her for a little while, and we sat still in the darkness,
which seemed to grow deeper. I think it must have been an hour before
any one spoke, but at times I could hear my mother sob. At last the
baby woke up again and made doleful cries, so that the Duke said—and his
was the first voice to break the long silence: ’Is there a way to make a
light? It may quiet him.’
"My mother said, ’Yes’; and after groping about we found flint and
steel, and presently, with a little care, there was a bit of flame and a
candle lit. I declare to you, it made things look the more dismal.
Later it caused us all to feel a strange and causeless elation. My
mother, who was a resolute woman, began to walk about, and the baby,
having been given milk, grew quiet. We boys were set to work arranging
the mattresses and blankets and all the material my father had by
degrees made ready for this hour of need. There was food enough for a
stay of many days, and as to wine, there was of that an abundance, and
also a barrel of good water.
"After our brief task was over we two little fellows sat most of that
long first day beside each other, rarely opening our lips. My mother lay
on a mattress, trying to keep the babe quiet, for he used his lungs
dangerously well. The Duke walked to and fro restlessly, and by and by
carefully put his pistols in order and laid them on a cask. After some
hours he became more tranquil and even gay, and kept us all sustained by
his gentle goodness and sweet temper, laughing at our fears, recalling
to my mother what hopeful words my father had used, and at last almost
making her sure that no one would hurt so good a man.
"When the Duke looked at his jeweled watch, which had been used to
number more pleasant hours, he told us it was night, and nine o’clock.
My mother said prayers, and the candle having been put out, we all lay
down and slept as we could. I must have slept well, for it was nine in
the morning when I awakened, and I, for one, had to think a little to
recover my orientation.
"In this dismal fashion we passed two days. Then, on the third, about
noon, as we had heard no noise above us, the Duke and my mother thought
we might look out to see if any one were about. This, as I shall tell
you, proved a sad business, and had like to have caused our ruin. But
of this later.
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