The Maid of Honour: A Tale of the Dark Days of France. Vol. 2 (of 3)Wingfield, Lewis
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The Maid of Honour: A Tale of the Dark Days of France. Vol. 2 (of 3)
Wingfield, Lewis
France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799 -- Fiction; Historical fiction
Thus grumbling, Toinon, who was answered only by a sigh. A thrill of
doom had passed over Gabrielle. She felt the feeling of helplessness
in face of the inevitable which brings with it an abiding sense of
calm. She was hedged round by enemies--what mattered one the more?
That Clovis should be so unutterably base as he now showed himself to
be filled her with a numb surprise, tinged with subdued regret. The
world, from the point where she now stood, was of such exceeding
hideousness, that it came home with conviction to the spectator that
nothing mattered any more. Oh! to be out of it! To be protected by a
shield of sod from the tawdry mockeries that make this dwelling-place
untenable! Should she, acting on Toinon's counsel, gird up her loins
on the morrow, and assert her rights? _À quoi bon?_ Gabrielle felt so
shocked, so sore, so weary, and so desolate, that to show energy was
not worth while. They had had the tact to let her comprehend at once
that there was to be no more interference between herself and the dear
ones. That was a prudent move on their part. Were these not now her
all? If she and they were permitted to live their quiet life in the
secluded wing, what signified the rest? Victor and Camille were out of
reach of the greed and malice of the foe, quite secure from harm, for
were their mother to be snatched away, they would be removed at once
by the maréchale, and watched over by the friendly solicitor.
Toinon surveyed her mistress with amazed disgust when the latter
quietly remarked, as she unrobed to go to rest, that for the present
she would watch and wait; and act, if need were, by and by.
CHAPTER XIX.
A COUNCIL OF WAR.
Could we remove the fronts from the imposing domiciles whose dignified
exteriors compel our admiring awe, we should often rub our eyes in
astonishment at the curious spectacle within. Than the outgoings and
incomings of the inhabitants of Lorge nothing could appear more
decorous and respectable, and yet as regarded a prospect of lasting
peace, that group was composed of the least promising elements.
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