France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799 -- Juvenile fiction
"`It is his bad conscience,' said some. `He is going the way of all
like him, enriching himself at our expense.'
"`And the Countess is no doubt learning to throw about her money too.
Trust fine ladies for that, however sweet-spoken they may be; and after
all she is a Sarinet by birth,' said others.
"But I need not say that in the Germains' cottage, and indeed in _most_
of those in the village, nothing of this kind was believed, and once or
twice, when words or hints to this effect were uttered before Pierre,
his father had to check the hot indignation with which the lad would
have met them, reminding him that by a dignified silence he was both
showing more respect for their lady, and perhaps better serving her
cause. He could speak with authority, for both he and the old cure were
in poor Collet's confidence, and knew, what he thought it would be
dishonourable to tell, that he strongly suspected that the Marquis,
having exhausted his own resources, was now helping himself to the money
of his sister and his niece. And more than once both were of a mind to
say out what they were almost, sure of. `If it goes much further we
shall feel it our duty to do so,' said the cure to the bailiff. `And
even now I have almost made up my mind to write to the Countess, for I
am certain she has no idea of what is being done, to some extent, in her
name.'
"But just as the good man was meditating a letter to Paris, one was
received from there which altered the state of things, and for a long
time brought some sunshine and hopefulness back to the hearts of the
faithful friends of Edmee and her mother.
"The Countess and her daughter were returning to Valmont.
"`All then will be well,' said Madame Germain, wiping her eyes from
which were running tears of joy. `Things are evidently quieting down;
otherwise our ladies would not think of undertaking the journey. Those
poor, foolish people, no doubt, seeing how ready the king is to agree to
everything reasonable, will be satisfied at last, and all will be well.'
"Nor was she the only one to hope, from time to time, during these early
years of the Revolution, that the black cloud might after all disperse.
For, thanks to the efforts of some unselfish and wise men, more than
once a cordial understanding between the king, the government, and the
people was almost arrived at, though always, alas! to be again broken
through by treachery or mistakes or passionate outburst on one side or
the other.
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