All this took place while the Count was commanding, entreating,
cursing his servants, tipsy, and out of the way during the
crisis, my conscience afterwards insinuated, by my clever
contrivance. They now mounted to their places with the agility of
alarm. The postillions' whips cracked, the horses scrambled into
a trot, and away rolled the carriage, with its precious
freightage, along the quaint main street, in the moonlight,
toward Paris.
I stood on the pavement, till it was quite lost to eye and ear in
the distance.
With a deep sigh, I then turned, my white rose folded in my
handkerchief--the little parting _gage_--the
"Favour secret, sweet, and precious;"
which no mortal eye but hers and mine had seen conveyed to me.
The care of the host of the Belle Etoile, and his assistants, had
raised the wounded hero of a hundred fights partly against the
wall, and propped him at each side with portmanteaus and pillows,
and poured a glass of brandy, which was duly placed to his
account, into his big mouth, where, for the first time, such a
Godsend remained unswallowed.
A bald-headed little military surgeon of sixty, with spectacles,
who had cut off eighty-seven legs and arms to his own share,
after the battle of Eylau, having retired with his sword and his
saw, his laurels and his sticking-plaster to this, his native
town, was called in, and rather thought the gallant Colonel's
skull was fractured, at all events there was concussion of the
seat of thought, and quite enough work for his remarkable
self-healing powers, to occupy him for a fortnight.
I began to grow a little uneasy. A disagreeable surprise, if my
excursion, in which I was to break banks and hearts, and, as you
see, heads, should end upon the gallows or the guillotine. I was
not clear, in those times of political oscillation, which was the
established apparatus.
The Colonel was conveyed, snorting apoplectically to his room.
I saw my host in the apartment in which we had supped. Wherever
you employ a force of any sort, to carry a point of real
importance, reject all nice calculations of economy. Better to be
a thousand per cent, over the mark, than the smallest fraction of
a unit under it. I instinctively felt this.
I ordered a bottle of my landlord's very best wine; made him
partake with me, in the proportion of two glasses to one; and
then told him that he must not decline a trifling _souvenir_ from
a guest who had been so charmed with all he had seen of the
renowned Belle Etoile. Thus saying, I placed five-and-thirty
Napoleons in his hand. At touch of which his countenance, by no
means encouraging before, grew sunny, his manners thawed, and it
was plain, as he dropped the coins hastily into his pocket, that
benevolent relations had been established between us.
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