The Sword of Honor; or, The Foundation of the French Republic: A Tale of The French RevolutionSue, Eugène
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The Sword of Honor; or, The Foundation of the French Republic: A Tale of The French Revolution
Sue, Eugène
France -- History -- Revolution, 1789-1799 -- Fiction
"And I, Monsieur Lebrenn, am doubly grateful for your generosity towards
my brother, especially since you are not unaware that, even as I, he was
ever obstinately opposed to your marriage with my daughter," added Madam
Desmarais, with tears of happiness standing in her eyes. "Ah, whatever
the result of your efforts, my gratitude towards you will be eternal,
Monsieur Lebrenn. But, alas! how can you save my brother?"
"Write, madam, to Monsieur Hubert, that if he will promise, on his word
of honor, to abstain henceforth from all intrigue, and to live quietly
in Paris, I hope, due to my relations with the procurator of the Commune
and several members of the Committee of General Safety, to be able to
secure a suspension of the searches against him. I ask of him nothing
which a man of honor can not accede to; I ask nothing which looks toward
his dropping his opinions, nothing that engages him towards the
Republic, except that he respect the established laws."
"Ah, uncle is saved, mother. This proposal is too straightforward for
him not to accept. Let your heart rejoice."
"Ah, Monsieur Lebrenn, what generosity, what grandeur of heart! Will you
pardon me for having so long misprised you?"
"John, for answer, embrace _our_ mother," said Charlotte, gently
pushing her betrothed toward Madam Desmarais. The latter held out her
arms to the young workman, who clasped her in a hearty hug.
"Aye, aye, you will hereafter be for me the best of sons," replied she.
"I owe to you forgetfulness from my sorrows, perhaps the life of my
brother, and assuredly the happiness of my Charlotte."
"And now let us talk of our plans," resumed the young girl. "It is
understood, mother, that when we are married, you are to live with us?
We need not go back to that."
"That is my dearest wish."
"Since we are speaking of plans, Charlotte," put in John, "I should
acquaint your mother and you of my intention to continue my trade of
ironsmith. My employer, Master Gervais, has long proposed to turn his
establishment over to me, for which I was to reimburse him by yearly
payments to be agreed on by us. I am not of an age to enter upon another
career from that I have so far lived by."
"But, my dear John," began Madam Desmarais, "as you speak of continuing
your trade, I should tell you that my daughter has a dower--of
considerable importance."
"That is something, I must declare to you, which I have never
considered," John made answer. "Charlotte's dowry belongs to her, she is
to use it as seems good to her. As to me, I am certain that neither you
nor she will disapprove of my resolution to live by my own labor, as
heretofore. The establishment, perfectly equipped, which I shall get
from Master Gervais for thirty thousand livres, should bring me, good
year or bad, five or six thousand livres steadily. The output of my
forge will permit us, then, to live in some comfort, and allow me to pay
off my master in a few years, according to the arrangements that we
shall make."
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