Corse de Leon; or, The Brigand: A Romance. Volume 1 (of 2)James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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Corse de Leon; or, The Brigand: A Romance. Volume 1 (of 2)
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
France -- History -- Henry II, 1547-1559 -- Fiction
The lady gave a momentary glance at her husband, as if of timid inquiry.
It was like a child saying its lesson, and looking up for a word of
direction or encouragement. "I thank your majesty much," she said, "for
your gracious promise, and I come to you with full confidence, feeling
that you will grant me redress for what I consider a great injury. My
complaint is this: that a gentleman of high rank and station, connected
with some of the highest families of this realm, a distinguished soldier
also, and one who has hitherto borne a high character--has, while
pretending to carry on the war in Piedmont, and commanding certain
bodies of your majesty's troops--has, I say, clandestinely carried away
my daughter, Isabel de Brienne, during the temporary absence of my
husband, Monsieur de Masseran. He had even induced a priest to perform
the marriage ceremony between him and her, when the fortunate return of
my husband at the very moment enabled him to seize them at the altar. I
say, sire, that this is my complaint, and for this I beg redress; the
more so, indeed, inasmuch as this very gentleman who has so acted was
well aware that your majesty had expressed yourself strongly against
such clandestine marriages, and had even proposed an edict declaring
them void and of no effect."
"Pray who is this gentleman?" demanded the king, in a stern tone. "By
your showing, madam, he has acted bitterly wrong, and, unless some
extenuations appear, he shall be most severely punished; nor shall that
punishment be the less on account of his rank, distinction, and
services, as he could neither plead ignorance, inexperience, nor folly."
The features of the Lord of Masseran relaxed into a dark smile; and the
lady replied, "His name, sire, was once dear and familiar to me and
mine--it is Bernard, baron de Rohan."
"What! our good friend and daring captain?" exclaimed the king; "this is
indeed too bad. Monsieur de Rohan ought to have known that he had
nothing to do but to apply to ourself, not only at once to obtain our
royal permission, but also to induce us to use every argument with such
of the lady's family as might be opposed to his wishes."
"Sire," replied the lady, taking advantage of a pause in the king's
answer, "this gentleman has acted ill in all respects. He neither put
confidence in your majesty nor in me; he never even applied for my
consent; he has never seen me since he crossed the Alps."
"This is altogether amiss," replied the king. "You say they are
separated," he continued, in a musing tone; "where is the young lady? I
would fain see and speak with her."
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