The Man-at-Arms; or, Henry De Cerons. Volumes I and IIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Man-at-Arms; or, Henry De Cerons. Volumes I and II
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
Huguenots -- Fiction
After supper, torches were waiting to light me home to the quarters
prepared for me, and, accompanied by one of the count's officers, I
was proceeding through the streets, when we were met by a small party
of soldiery, who stopped to look after us. The next moment I heard my
own name pronounced aloud, and a young officer, running after us, cast
his arms affectionately round me. What was my surprise to behold my
young cousin Charles! He followed me to my quarters; and I now learned
that Albert, as well as himself, unable any longer to endure the
tyranny of their stepmother and the daily disgrace of their father,
had quitted their paternal roof, and, with the young Prince of Nassau,
had thrown themselves into the city of Mons. There they had met with a
part of my old band, commanded by Moric Endem; and when I told them
that I was about to raise a regiment to join the Prince of Orange,
they besought me eagerly to let them serve under me.
That matter was settled easily; Moric was sent for, and I thought
would have gone mad with delight at seeing me again. He was evidently
not in such good circumstances as when I left him, and he declared
that fortune had quitted my band when I was taken at Jarnac. Only six
of the men had survived Moncontour and Arnai le Duc; and on the
following morning I begged Count Louis to permit me to take these six,
with Moric and my two young cousins, to form a sort of nucleus for my
future regiment. He hesitated; for to say truth, he had no men to
spare; but the difficulty was removed by my offering to leave an equal
number of those who had accompanied me to Mons.
I was eager to proceed on my journey; but my adventures in Mons were
not yet over. It was necessary to procure money for the raising of the
force I intended to levy, as I had transmitted to Martin Vern all the
wealth I had acquired during my absence. It luckily happened, however,
that I had a letter from him to one of the wealthy Catholic bankers of
Mons, and to him I hastened as soon as I had given Moric and my two
cousins notice to prepare for departure.
I found the old man I sought in a dressing-gown of rich brocade, a
black velvet cap on his large head, and a pen in his mouth. He
listened to me, read the letter, and looked me all over in silence
somewhat offensive, and at length I told him that I was in haste, and
begged that he would attend to my demand.
"You are not like him here described," said the old man, dryly; "how
shall I know, if you be in such haste, that you are the right person?"
I answered, I believe, somewhat angrily, and he rejoined, "Ha, ha!
Frenchmen are always prompt; but it so befalls, young gentleman, that
there is in this very house, at this very time, a partner of the house
of Martin Vern and Company."
"What, his nephew?" I cried.
"Not so, young gentleman," answered the merchant; "but he shall be
called in, and you shall soon have your answer."
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