Sir Isumbras at the FordBroster, D. K. (Dorothy Kathleen)
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Sir Isumbras at the Ford
Broster, D. K. (Dorothy Kathleen)
English fiction -- 20th century; Historical fiction
And it was a proof of the measure in which they had both already
passed into a region of intimacy sufficiently remote from the
somewhat unfortunate circumstances of their first meeting, that
it struck neither of them at the moment, least of all the man,
that it was a strange question to put to him, considering those
circumstances. His recent treatment of an at least attempted mortal
injury could hardly be termed rancorous. But this reflection did
not occur to Mme. de Guéfontaine till she had, a little later,
resumed her efforts at slumber, and to Fortuné it did not occur
at all.
(2)
It was something of a surprise to the Chevalier de la Vireville
to learn, next morning, how near the manoir of L'Estournel stood
to the sea. Henri du Coudrais had, it appeared, made all the
necessary arrangements for conveying his sister to Guernsey that
evening, and they were to embark, as soon as dusk fell, from a
tiny cove not a mile distant from the old house, and, when they
had sailed to a certain point, were to be picked up by a fishing
smack, and so to St. Peter Port.
But La Vireville himself, as the brother and sister assured him,
could lie very conveniently hidden at L'Estournel for another day
or two, to permit his foot a further chance of recovery. This,
however, was not a course which commended itself to the invalid.
He declared that he also should leave that evening for Carhoët,
taking the sole means of locomotion open to him, namely, Grain
d'Orge's horse, which, having conveyed its double burden safely
to the manoir, was now secretly tethered in one of the tumble-down
stalls, nourished on handfuls of grass. If Grain d'Orge could not
somehow procure another steed for his own use (which was improbable)
he must go on foot, leading this beast, and his master upon it,
under cover of night, and by ways known to himself, to Carhoët.
Moreover, La Vireville proposed, since the coast was so conveniently
near, to accompany Mme. de Guéfontaine and her brother thither,
and speed their departure before himself turning inland for his
own destination. And in these two resolutions he persisted all day,
despite every effort to dissuade him.
But all morning and afternoon he obediently lay, or rather sat
propped up, on his settle, his swathed foot extended in front of him,
and conversed with the two émigrés, or watched the lady preparing
the somewhat exiguous meals necessitated by the absence of fire,
which they dared not light for fear of the betraying smoke. During
the afternoon they held a solemn conclave, he and she, and she
gave him a fresh quantity of valuable information about his new
command, of which he took cypher notes.
"How am I going to replace you, Madame?" he said at the end, putting
the notes away in his breast, and looking at her with a certain
admiration and wonder.
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