A Sheaf of BluebellsOrczy, Emmuska Orczy, Baroness
History
A Sheaf of Bluebells
Orczy, Emmuska Orczy, Baroness
France -- History -- Consulate and First Empire, 1799-1815 -- Fiction
"Yes. We have another eight hundred men there; they are strong and
eager, but, of course, there, as well as here, our trouble is the want
of arms. With the armament stores of La Frontenay in our hands we shall
be absolutely invincible. I propose, therefore, that Prigent and d'Ache
march first on La Frontenay, equip themselves with arms and guns, and
then divide into three companies, one to remain with us, one to march
back on Mortain to reinforce M. de Courson, and the other to push on to
Domfront. This manoeuvre will cause a little delay, but its advantages
are, I think, so obvious that it needs no discussing. With Domfront and
Tinchebrai in our hands, we can think of La Ferte-Mace. Our brilliant
success--for it will be a very brilliant success--will rally a great
many waverers around us, and, of course, holding the foundries and
factories of La Frontenay will make us literally the masters of
Normandy. Avranches will fall to us within a few days, and after that it
will be Caen and Brest; then foreign support to any extent! Oh, my
friends! my dear friends!" he added, his voice hoarse and choked with
excitement, "what a day! what prospects! what a future! Madame la
Marquise, by coming back to settle in these parts, by effecting a
reconciliation with your eldest son and installing yourself in this
chateau, you have reconquered France for our King!"
Madame's eyes were moist with pride and emotion. Laurent could no longer
sit still; he was pacing up and down the narrow room, and for the moment
he almost forgot to look at Fernande, who had remained sitting quite
still beside the window, gazing--still gazing--out into the distance to
the slope of the hill, where lay the woods of La Frontenay and the
silent pool.
II
"I think that your plan is quite admirable, my dear de Puisaye," said M.
de Courson after a while, "and I, for one, can only give it my very
hearty approval. In fact, you have thought everything out so well, that
all my nephew and I can do is to obey implicitly. Now when do you think
that you can be ready with your men?"
"When can you be ready with yours?" retorted de Puisaye.
"Oh, we are ready now. Laurent and I can assemble our company together
any day you may decide. We can easily pass the word round and muster up
at the Cerf-Volant woods outside Mortain on any night you think most
suitable. It would not be safe to muster at Courson, and though Mortain
is a good deal farther, it is much more lonely and, as you say, it would
be best for us all to start out at one and the same time--shall we say,
at eleven o'clock in the evening. You would then reach La Frontenay and
Laurent get to Domfront almost simultaneously, bar accidents. Laurent
and I can surprise the garrisons at dead of night before either of them
can get wind of the affair, and thus obviate the possibility of their
falling on you ere you on your side can reach La Frontenay."
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