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The Refugees

Chapter 3. The Holding Of The Door

Word Count: 2329    |    Released on: 17/11/2017

n very busy passing on the titles of the numerous applicants for admission, and exchanging usually a smile or a few words of greeting with them, for his frank, handsome face was a well-

w yards of a deep gravel-pit had done for him what ten campaigns might have failed to accomplish. Now as a trusted officer of the king's guard, young, gallant, and popular, his lot was indeed an enviable one. And yet, with the strange perversity of human nature, he was already surfeited with the dull if magnificent routine of the king's

nac!" he cried. "You ca

er the water! But there is a long step between a subaltern in t

give it all to be dancing down the Lachine Rapids in a birch canoe, or to see

n as he can never stand against. With the Iroquois all dancing the scalp-dance, and Dongan behind them in New York to whoop them on, they will need me, and they will find me waiting when

cried De Catinat, laughing, while the stern old

, and advanced, as the door opened, with the assured air of a man whose rights are beyond disp

e Vivonne," said he, "but yo

e stepped back with gray face and staring e

u that it is

credible. It

poss

will let

leave me no

ave one word

, monsieur, it

one

s not rest wit

ad some thoughts of forcing a passage. Then turning on his heel, he hasten

like as not, and a pleasant little choice between breaking my orders and making an enemy of her for life. I'd rather hold Fort Richelieu against the Iroquois than the

ng, Captain

, her fresh face and sparkling black eyes t

you see. I canno

having asked monsie

or else I cannot help talking to you," whispere

enon to the king. You will h

elle. And how is Mad

d; but it is also very, very sad. We are not very cheerful when Monsieur Godet has

let the Sorbonne and Geneva fight it out between t

to Madame de Maintenon a lit

alk to Mademoisel

isk of dark skirts, and the soubrett

ls, while a rope of the same, each one worth a bourgeois' income, was coiled in and out through her luxuriant hair. The lady was past her first youth, it is true, but the magnificent curves of her queenly figure, the purity of her complexion, the brightness of her deep-lashed blue eyes and the clear regularity of her features enabled her still to claim to be the most han

e Montespan, with a smile which was more emba

le servant

nd here, for there has been some

cerned to

It is almost too laughable to mention, but he

tune to have to r

had drawn up her superb figure, and her large bl

's order,

ld cast a public slight upon my family? F

the king thro

ture to exclude a Mortemart through the mouth

it may prove

to the dreamer. Go, tell the king that I

ible, m

d w

orbidden to ca

ry any

om you,

rry a message to the king from any adventuress, from any decayed governess"-she laughed shrill

. It pains me deeply to be

nd that you have every reason to be deeply pained. For the

st, m

carry it

or, but he slipped in front

urself, madame!" he entreate

ers, whose sergeant had drawn them off a few pace

that I will

er been at the

hall be t

ruin me if

he less, I

erday had held the fortunes of the whole court in the hollow of her hand, and who, with her beauty, her wit, and her energy, might very well be in the same position tomorrow? If she passed him, then his future was ruined with the king, who never brooked the smallest deviation from his orders. On the other hand, if he thr

he soothingly, "the king will be on

not yet

e hour has

ld I wait, li

t a momen

." She took a step fo

he sound of moving feet from within, and h

Madame's mess

senses! Go, tell the king t

e yet. "Shall I say it th

yours

bli

or his pri

a reason for

Say what I have to

ficer's dilemma

forwards on his high-heeled shoes, his stick tapping, his broad skirts flapping, and his courti

e a note

, si

pon Madame de Montespan standing very stiff and erect in the middle of the passage. A dark flush of anger shot to

ted this honour,

pected this i

adame? You fo

who have forg

trude u

even by him who has my heart. But it is hard to hear that one's brother has been wounded through the

e to speak of

see you, t

ur cha

hat h

fo

e with triumph shining in her eyes. Her beauty and her spirit had never failed her yet, and now that she had the monarch's promise of an interview she ne

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“It was the sort of window which was common in Paris about the end of the seventeenth century. It was high, mullioned, with a broad transom across the centre, and above the middle of the transom a tiny coat of arms—three caltrops gules upon a field argent—let into the diamond-paned glass.”
1 Chapter 1. The Man From America2 Chapter 2. A Monarch In Deshabille3 Chapter 3. The Holding Of The Door4 Chapter 4. The Father Of His People5 Chapter 5. Children Of Belial6 Chapter 6. A House Of Strife7 Chapter 7. The New World And The Old8 Chapter 8. The Rising Sun9 Chapter 9. Le Roi S'amuse10 Chapter 10. An Eclipse At Versailles11 Chapter 11. The Sun Reappears12 Chapter 12. The King Receives13 Chapter 13. The King Has Ideas14 Chapter 14. The Last Card15 Chapter 15. The Midnight Mission16 Chapter 16. "When the Devil drives."17 Chapter 17. The Dungeon Of Portillac18 Chapter 18. A Night Of Surprises19 Chapter 19. In The King's Cabinet20 Chapter 20. The Two Francoises21 Chapter 21. The Man In The Caleche22 Chapter 22. The Scaffold Of Portillac23 Chapter 23. The Fall Of The Catinats24 Chapter 24. The Start of the "golden Rod."25 Chapter 25. A Boat Of The Dead26 Chapter 26. The Last Port27 Chapter 27. A Dwindling Island28 Chapter 28. In The Pool Of Quebec29 Chapter 29. The Voice At The Port-hole30 Chapter 30. The Inland Waters31 Chapter 31. The Hairless Man32 Chapter 32. The Lord Of Sainte Marie33 Chapter 33. The Slaying Of Brown Moose34 Chapter 34. The Men Of Blood35 Chapter 35. The Tapping Of Death36 Chapter 36. The Taking Of The Stockade37 Chapter 37. The Coming Of The Friar38 Chapter 38. The Dining Hall Of Sainte Marie39 Chapter 39. The Two Swimmers40 Chapter 40. The End