France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799 -- Juvenile fiction
"And then to her relief, and the relief of all the inhabitants of the
chateau, the Marquis, and his crowd of insolent attendants, took their
leave. He drove away, satisfied that he had thoroughly fulfilled the
duties of a brother and an uncle, and his servants gossiped and grumbled
among themselves at the dull life they had led the last week at Valmont,
and rejoiced to think that next month they would be back at Paris. And
when one of the horses broke down on the road, from the furious driving
the Marquis loved, the coachman was sworn at till he forced a trembling
innkeeper to give them another, for which the chances were he would
never be repaid save by the oaths the coachman threw at him in his turn.
It was no matter of rejoicing in those days when a great lord came
driving through the country, and this one was specially well-known. No
friendly voices bade him good speed on his way, as his wheels tossed the
dust against the villagers of Valmont, as they had been wont to do to
their own good lord, when he passed with a kindly greeting,--no homely
faces lighted up with pleasure, or little children shouted with glee as
he re-entered his own domain; on the contrary, the men turned aside with
a scowl, to avoid the servile obeisance expected of them, and more than
one woman rushed into the road to see that no unfortunate child happened
to be straying there. It was not to be supposed that the steeds of my
lord the Marquis would be checked for an instant for the sake of any
risk to a being so utterly beneath contempt as a peasant's brat!
"And little Edmee and her mother for a time, a considerable time, were
left in peace.
"Those were quiet and uneventful years--at Valmont-les-Roses, that is to
say. In the outside world the distant storm was coming nearer and ever
nearer; the secret discontent was brewing and fermenting; the hard,
cruel determination to listen to none of the people's complaints, the
stupid blindness to what sooner or later _must_ come unless timely
measures were taken to avert it,--all these things were surely
increasing. But at Valmont was heard but little, and that little
affected but few. The Countess and her child lived so thoroughly among
their people, they took such part and sympathy in their joys and
sorrows, they felt themselves so trusted and gave back such trust in
return, that the notion of treachery and disloyalty, even if suggested,
which it never was, would not for an instant have found place in their
hearts. But Valmont, and some few other favoured spots like it were, as
I have said, happy exceptions to the rule. And even here, as will be
seen later on, once the wild contagion was thoroughly aroused, there
were some who yielded to it; for it is not difficult to dazzle and lead
astray simple and uneducated people, who, left to themselves, would have
remained faithful to their duties.
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