France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799 -- Juvenile fiction
"`I can go no further,' she said. `If I stay so late my friends will
wonder what I am doing. In ten minutes, taking the first road to your
left, you will arrive at the barriers. I know the sergeant who at this
hour will probably be there. Show him these papers; you will have no
trouble. Pierre must speak. Tell him you mean to spend the night just
outside the town, that you may be ready for a friend who is going your
way in the morning, and ask him the nearest way to Choisy-le-roi. He
will offer to send some one with you, as if out of good nature. Accept
his offer. You may trust your guide, but you need not speak to him. He
will take you to the cottage where you will spend the night. Start with
the earliest dawn, and get as far as you can on your way before night.
Do not hesitate to take any chance of getting on quicker, either in the
public carriages if you meet them, or in any passing cart. The great
thing is to get away far from Paris as fast as possible.'
"`But,' said Pierre, `we have no choice, my good Marguerite. We have no
money.'
"`I was coming to that,' she said. `Here is more than enough for your
journey in the only way in which you will dare to travel. I could give
you more, but it would only expose you to danger.'
"`But we cannot take _your_ money, Marguerite,' said Pierre. `At least
only as a loan.'
"`And also,' began Edmee, and then she hesitated.
"`I know,' said the girl; `it is what the Countess said. She would
rather have starved than take money from me, because she thought it ill
come by. But this you can take without scruple.' She turned slightly
aside, so that only Pierre and Edmee could hear her. `The Hotel de
Sarinet was sacked last week; yesterday they threw me for my share some
of _his_ mother's jewels. I sold some; the rest I will pack among your
things. _I_ would not touch them. Now,' she went on, `this is all I
can do. You must now trust to your own sense and courage. It is only
_he_,' and she nodded towards Edmond, standing apart, `who may get you
into trouble, as he nearly did to-night, mistrusting me for having
brought you there--the safest place for you this evening, because the
last they would have looked for you in! Now farewell.'
"`Farewell, Marguerite, and God bless you!' said Pierre and Edmee
together, and the latter added, `If you would but have come with us, as
my mother begged you.'
"But Marguerite shook her head.
"`There will always be a home for you at Valmont,' added Edmee, `and we
will always pray for you, dear Marguerite.'
"`Ah,' said the poor girl, `you may do that. Your prayers may be heard;
_mine_ have never been answered.'
"And with these words she turned away, and was lost to sight.
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