Four Years in France: or, Narrative of an English Family's Residence there during that Period; Preceded by some Account of the Conversion of the Author to the Catholic FaithBeste, Henry Digby
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Four Years in France: or, Narrative of an English Family's Residence there during that Period; Preceded by some Account of the Conversion of the Author to the Catholic Faith
Beste, Henry Digby
France -- Description and travel
This was a very prudent, but rather an imperfect statement: it was the
truth, but not the whole truth. The fact was that the Duke of
Gloucester, in his tour through France, arrived at Avignon: he had sent
forward a courier, who had given orders for his reception at our inn,
where he was set down; but, while he was taking tea, the prefect of the
department and the mayor of the city waited on him to request that he
would accept of the hospitality of the town, and representing that
preparations had been made accordingly at the Hôtel d'Europe. His Royal
Highness thought proper to accede to this polite invitation. Madame
Moulin, the mistress of our inn, enraged at the loss of the honour and
profit of the prince's company, and transported beyond the bounds of
discretion, broke out into violent invectives against M. le Préfet and
M. le Maire, who, to punish an insult offered to them in the presence of
the English prince, committed Madame Moulin to prison. Moulin told me
this story, adding, "Ma femme est très sensible."[35] If her sensibility
provoked her to make all the clamour we heard at ten o'clock the evening
before, she certainly merited, and was probably benefited by, the
restraint imposed on her, which, by the intercession of the prince,
lasted only twenty hours.
Moulin has as much the appearance of a _bon vivant_ as if he were an
English landlord, but with a cast of French manners. A very pretty young
English lady (so she was described to me,) admired his great
Newfoundland dog, but said, "M. Moulin, I am afraid of him: will he bite
me?"--"Non, Mademoiselle; mon chien ne vous mordera pas: fût il un
tigre, il lêcheroit une si belle main."[36]
I called on the Préfet, who received me with much politeness; and, when
I announced my intention of settling at Avignon, felicitated the city on
the acquisition it was about to make. It is regulated that no one shall
be prefect of a department of which he is a native, or to which his
family belongs. This rule proceeds on the principle, recognised amongst
us by the circuits of the twelve judges, which supposes that justice
will be more impartially administered by strangers than by those who may
be liable to the influence of local connexions. The prefect of Vaucluse
was of the department of the Rhone, and member of the chamber of
Deputies for that department.
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