The White Wolf and Other Fireside TalesQuiller-Couch, Arthur
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The White Wolf and Other Fireside Tales
Quiller-Couch, Arthur
Short stories, English
"MONSIEUR LE MARECHAL,--I send this under cover of the Governor from
the city of Bayonne, out of which I hope to escape to-night,
having come so far in obedience to my word, which appears to be
more sacred than that of a Marshal of France. My escort having
been overpowered between Vittoria and Tolosa, I declined the
rescue offered me, but not before your letter to the Governor had
been broken open and its contents read, in my presence.
This letter also I saw restored to its bearer, who during its
perusal lay unconscious, of a severe and painful wound in his
sword-arm. I beg to assure you that he has behaved in all respects
as a gentleman of courage and honour: and, conceiving that you owe
me some reparation, I shall rely on you that his prospects as a
soldier are not in any way compromised by the miscarriage of your
benevolent plans concerning me."
I laughed aloud, and even the Doctor relaxed his features.
"Bravo, kinsman!" said I. "If Marmont hates one thing more than another
it's to see his majestic image diminished in the looking-glass. But--
faith! I'd have kept that letter in my pocket until I was many miles
south of Bayonne."
"South? You don't suppose I had any intention of escaping towards the
Pyrenees? Why, my dear fellow, that's the very direction in which they
were bound to search."
"Oh, very well," said I--a trifle nettled, I will confess--"perhaps you
preferred Paris!"
"Precisely," was the cool answer. "I preferred Paris: and having but an
hour or two to spare before the hotels closed, I at once inquired at the
chief hotels if any French officer were starting that night for the
capital. The first-named, if I remember, the _Hotel du Sud_--I drew
blank. At the second, the _Trois Couronnes_, I was informed that a
chaise and four had been ordered by no less a man than General Souham,
who would start that night as soon as he returned from supping with the
Governor. I waited: the General arrived a few minutes before ten
o'clock: I introduced myself--"
"General Souham," I groaned. "Reverend father, I have not yet tasted
the wine of Rueda: it appears to me that the fumes are strong enough.
He tells me he introduced himself to General Souham!"
"--and, I assure you, found him excellent company. We travelled three
in the chaise--the General, his aide-de-camp, and your fortunate
kinsman. A second chaise followed with the General's baggage.
He and the aide-de-camp at times beguiled the road with a game of
picquet: for myself, I disapprove of cards."
"Doubtless you told them so at an early stage?" I suggested, with a last
effort at irony.
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