The Road to Paris: A Story of AdventureStephens, Robert Neilson
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The Road to Paris: A Story of Adventure
Stephens, Robert Neilson
Adventure stories; Historical fiction; United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Fiction
"Imagine Monsieur le Comte aiding and abetting a runaway marriage a year
ago!" said the Abbe, with a roguish smile.
"The Abbe is right, young gentleman. A year ago I should no more have
thought of violating a universal custom of our civilization than of
joining a conspiracy against the King. But a year ago I had not loved. I
knew not what it might be for a man to see the woman he loved given into
the possession of another. I now consider love as having first right. It
is to be obeyed against all other considerations. Moreover, if I now do
Love a service in aiding this match of yours, Love will owe me a favor.
It may repay me by--giving me--" The Count ceased talking, and sighed.
"Monsieur le Comte has a strange fancy he does not receive back as much
love as he bestows," explained the Abbe, gently. "He does not allow for
the lady's youth, which makes her naturally shy and undemonstrative in
his presence."
"I am sure there can be no reason for his fancy," said Dick, glancing
with genuine admiration at the singularly noble and gentle countenance
of his host.
"And if there were," said the Abbe, noting that the Count still looked
pensive, "what woman's heart could continue long unsusceptible to such
munificence? What think you of this chateau, with its princely parks, as
a wedding present, monsieur,--a little surprise, after the jewels, the
house in Paris, and the other trinkets shall have been surveyed? Do you
not think that, if anything be wanting to make the lady's heart respond,
it will be supplied when she is told that she is mistress of this house,
which, as Monsieur le Comte has learned, she has coveted since her
childhood?"
Dick's thought that the Abbe knew less of how women are constituted than
abbes are supposed to know, was suddenly driven out by another
thought,--that it was strange two young ladies should both have coveted
this chateau since childhood.
"You now understand," said the Count to Dick, "my desire to remain
unknown as the purchaser of this place. I would not have the news reach
her ears and spoil the surprise. And I congratulate myself on being
here, superintending the last alterations, and on having brought the
Abbe with me as company; for that your love match may be somewhat
facilitated through us. Come, Abbe, rejoice with me that we are enabled
to serve love, and to baffle those who would do it violence! What
greater crime can there be than to force a girl to a marriage of
interest? Your rival, monsieur, will deserve his discomfiture! I should
really like to witness his chagrin. To conspire selfishly, with a young
girl's natural protectors, against her happiness! Yes, it pleases me to
think how crestfallen he will be! Monsieur, you have drunk already to my
future countess; let us drink now to the lady whom the Abbe shall unite
to you in this house at whatever time she may select!"
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