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
Therefore she chose to make a virtue of necessity and, walking rapidly
across the hall, she called curtly to de Maurel to follow her into the
library.
II
Leroux had assumed an air of jaunty defiance which the pallor of his
cheeks and the shifty looks in his eyes did more than belie. He had
recognized his employer's voice at the outset, and one or two words
spoken in Madame's somewhat shrill voice had prepared him, in a measure,
for the interview which he so frankly dreaded.
Like most cowards, Leroux himself would have been quite incapable of
saying definitely what it was that he was afraid of. He had oft
proclaimed it audibly that he would as soon be sent to Prussia or to New
Caledonia as to continue the life of honest work and of monotony which
his present conditional liberation entailed. He could not, therefore, be
afraid of a mere dismissal, whilst he was quite keen and shrewd enough
to know that de Maurel was not like to resort to physical violence
against him, and punishments, even degradation from his present
position, could not longer affect him, seeing that he was pledged to de
Puisaye and the Royalists.
It must be presumed, therefore, that Leroux' access of terror when his
employer suddenly appeared under the lintel of the door in the wake of
Madame la Marquise, was just due to the unpleasant physical sensation
which assails a dastard in the presence of a brave and loyal man. He was
standing close beside the window, and with his back to the door, and as
Madame and de Maurel entered, he turned round suddenly, with something
of a snarl like a savage creature trapped.
"M. de Maurel desired to speak with you, Leroux," Madame said, whilst
de Maurel closed the door behind him, "and I have allowed him to see you
in this house...."
"Where you had no right to be, as you know well, Leroux," interposed de
Maurel, speaking calmly and in measured tones. "I warned you yesterday
that I would look on any infraction of my commands as direct and wilful
disobedience."
Leroux shifted uneasily from one foot to the other, but he looked his
master squarely in the face.
"Orders such as those," he said, "are for the men in subsidiary
positions. I am chief overseer now--what? I come and go as I please and
where I please."
"I told M. de Maurel," broke in Madame hurriedly, "that I saw no
objection to your visiting my maid Marie, seeing that she is betrothed
to you. I have begged him to overlook your transgression this time, and
urged that your anxiety might excuse you. Marie is very ill," she
continued, turning to de Maurel, "and this unfortunate fellow forgot his
duty, I fear me, in his solicitude for the girl."
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