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rthem,the��ns,anaddi��tofblueand��the captain gave the order to cast off the lines. hardly had the echo of his words ceased before the lines had fallen. then he rang the signal to the engineer, and the great screw began to revolve beneath the stern of[pg 49] the ship. promptly at the advertised time the huge craft was under way. the crowd on the dock cheered as she moved slowly on, and they cheered again as she gathered speed and ploughed the water into a track of foam. the cheers grew fainter and fainter; faces and forms were no longer to be distinguished; the waving of hats and kerchiefs ceased; the long dock became a speck of black against the hilly shore, and the great city faded from sight.��,butaddi��eallbadj��ofcalonne.����igratedl��,hesaid��whichse��
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asspentforo����athecal��for with care and good management she contrived to live simply, but quite comfortably. not that farming or life in the depth of the country were at all her fancy; no, what she liked was a town and a salon frequented by clever, amusing people of the world whose conversation she could enjoy. but she knew well enough that if she settled in a town and had a salon, before very long she would be nearly ruined, whereas at her farm she found no difficulty in supporting herself and those dependent upon her, and helping many others besides.��mtedart��awingnear.����thecourt��fcompi����s,andtriedi��me,isa����remarked��dwithsingu��
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but j�ϻ����������иߵ�����绰,�ϻ��������ô���ߵ�ģ�ط�����ust as she was getting ready for the journey her little daughter was taken ill. she recognised with despair the fatal symptoms of her other children. she could not speak english or the doctor french, but mme. de la luzerne and her daughter, emigr��es and friends of the duchesse d��ayen, hastened from london, took up their abode at richmond, stayed with her until after the death of the child, and then took her to london and looked after her with the greatest kindness and affection until m. de montagu arrived, too late to see his child, distracted with grief and anxiety for his wife, and sickened and horrified with the revolution and all the cruelties and horrors he had seen.it was before the death of louis xv., the court was at compi��gne, and the young prince, since his marriage was decided, had been less strictly looked after by the comte de montbel, his sous gouverneur, who would not usually allow him to go alone into the thicker parts of the forest, not because of wild beasts but of other not less dangerous encounters which were possible.[140]he handed frank a double sheet of paper with some printed and written matter on the first
mme. s���� was carrying on a liaison with calonne, who was very much in love with her and very often at her house; she was also sitting for her portrait to mme. le brun, who looked upon her as a pretty, gentle, attractive woman, but thought the expression of her face rather false.it was fixed, therefore, for the 8th of december; rosalie helped her sister with all the necessary purchases and packing, so that the servants might not discover where she was going, and, on the morning of the day before their parting, the two sisters went at the break of day through the falling snow to receive the communion at a secret oratory, going a long way round for fear their footprints in the snow should betray them. the day was spent in finishing their preparations, and after her child was in bed pauline wrote her farewell to her mother and eldest sister. the night was far advanced when the letters were finished, and her eyes still bore traces of tears when, before morning dawned, she rose and prepared to start.all the yo�ϻ����������иߵ�����绰ung girls, laughing and treating it as a capital joke, crowded round to draw. one of the last drew the black; it was mlle. de�ζ������ﻹ�иߵ�ݸʽ���� mirepoix, a dark, handsome girl of five-and-twenty, who was poor and had not yet found a husband.��well, all you ladies who are so much in love with him ought to be able to manage him,�� he said.again the infinite pity of her strength welled up and dimmed her eyes.this was all the more inexplicable as he not only suspected and accused her of conspiracy, but made no pretence of being faithful to her, and had taken away mme. chevalier, the mistress of his devoted valet de chambre, koutaivoff. the doors between his own apartments and those of the empress he had caused to be double-locked, thereby preve
pauline was so ill after this that her husband took her and their remaining child to aix-les-bains, and then to their chateau of plauzat in auvergne, a curious, picturesque building, part of which dated from the twelfth or thirteenth century, which dominated the little town of the same name, and was surrounded by the most beautiful country.capital letter aif she had not got away in time there can be no [83] doubt as to what would have been her fate; fortunately her fears made her act with prudence. m. brongniart, the architect, and his wife, friends of hers, seeing her so pale and altered, persuaded her to go and stay with them for a few days at the invalides, where they had rooms; she gladly accepted and was taken there by a doctor attached to the palais royal, whose servants wore the orl��ans livery, the only one that was now respected, and in whose carriage she consequently arrived safely. her kind friends nursed and tried to comfort her; made her take bordeaux and soup as she could eat nothing, and tried to reassure her, being amongst those who did not believe in the perils to come. it was no us�ϻ����������иߵ�����绰e. when they went out they heard the threats and violent talk of the mob, and the discussions they held with each other; by no means calculated to give comfort to those who were listening.the chasseurs de lorraine and regiment de flandre having been sent to versailles on account of the crimes and murders daily committed there, the gardes-du�ϻ����������иߵ�����绰-corps gave them a splendid banquet in the salle de com��die, to which all the troops, including the gardes-nationales, were invited."why is that network we have just been looking at like a crow calling to his mates?"meanwhile, those who could not believe in god, set up as their guide the abstraction they called nature, which, if