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the cellar of a little house belonging to him at the end of one of the
long faubourgs in Troyes。

That faithful servant; named Durieu; and his wife had followed the
fortunes of their young mistress。 Durieu was the factotum of the
chateau; and his wife was the housekeeper。 He was helped in the
cooking by the sister of Catherine; Laurence's maid; to whom he was
teaching his art and who gave promise of becoming an excellent cook。
An old gardener; his wife; a son paid by the day; and a daughter who
served as a dairy…woman; made up the household。 Madame Durieu had
lately and secretly had the Cinq…Cygne liveries made for the
gardener's son and for Gothard。 Though blamed for this imprudence by
Monsieur d'Hauteserre; the housekeeper took great pleasure in seeing
the dinner served on the festival of Saint…Laurence; the countess's
fete…day; with almost as much style as in former times。

This slow and difficult restoration of departed things was the delight
of Monsieur and Madame d'Hauteserre and the Durieus。 Laurence smiled
at what she thought nonsense。 But the worthy old d'Hauteserre did not
forget the more solid matters; he repaired the buildings; put up the
walls; planted trees wherever there was a chance to make them grow;
and did not leave an inch of unproductive land。 The whole valley
regarded him as an oracle in the matter of agriculture。 He had managed
to recover a hundred acres of contested land; not sold as national
property; being in some way confounded with that of the township。 This
land he had turned into fields which afforded good pasturage for his
horses and cattle; and he planted them round with poplars; which now;
at the end of six years; were making a fine growth。 He intended to buy
back some of the lost estate; and to utilize all the out…buildings of
the chateau by making a second farm and managing it himself。

Life at the chateau had thus become during the last two years
prosperous and almost happy。 Monsieur d'Hauteserre was off at
daybreaks to overlook his laborers; for he employed them in all
weathers。 He came home to breakfast; mounted his farm pony as soon as
the meal was over; and made his rounds of the estate like a bailiff;
getting home in time for dinner; and finishing the day with a game of
boston。 All the inhabitants of the chateau had their stated
occupations; life was as closely regulated there as in a convent。
Laurence alone disturbed its even tenor by her sudden journeys; her
uncertain returns; and by what Madame d'Hauteserre called her pranks。
But with all this peacefulness there existed at Cinq…Cygne conflicting
interests and certain causes of dissension。 In the first place Durieu
and his wife were jealous of Catherine and Gothard; who lived in
greater intimacy with their young mistress; the idol of the household;
than they did。 Then the two d'Hauteserres; encouraged by Mademoiselle
Goujet and the abbe; wanted their sons as well as the Simeuse brothers
to take the oath and return to this quiet life; instead of living
miserably in foreign countries。 Laurence scouted the odious compromise
and stood firmly for the monarchy; militant and implacable。 The four
old people; anxious that their present peaceful existence should not
be risked; nor their spot of refuge; saved from the furious waters of
the revolutionary torrent; lost; did their best to convert Laurence to
their cautious views; believing that her influence counted for much in
the unwillingness of their sons and the Simeuse twins to return to
France。 The superb disdain with which she met the project frightened
these poor people; who were not mistaken in their fears that she was
meditating what they called knight…errantry。 This jarring of opinion
came to the surface after the explosion of the infernal machine in the
rue Saint…Nicaise; the first royalist attempt against the conqueror of
Marengo after his refusal to treat with the house of Bourbon。 The
d'Hauteserres considered it fortunate that Bonaparte escaped that
danger; believing that the republicans had instigated it。 But Laurence
wept with rage when she heard he was safe。 Her despair overcame her
usual reticence; and she vehemently complained that God had deserted
the sons of Saint…Louis。

〃I;〃 she exclaimed; 〃I could have succeeded! Have we no right;〃 she
added; seeing the stupefaction her words produced on the faces about
her; and addressing the abbe; 〃no right to attack the usurper by every
means in our power?〃

〃My child;〃 replied the abbe; 〃the Church has been greatly blamed by
philosophers for declaring in former times that the same weapons might
be employed against usurpers which the usurpers themselves had
employed to succeed; but in these days the Church owes far too much to
the First Consul not to protect him against that maxim;which; by the
by; was due to the Jesuits。〃

〃So the Church abandons us!〃 she answered; gloomily。

From that day forth whenever the four old people talked of submitting
to the decrees of Providence; Laurence left the room。 Of late; the
abbe; shrewder than Monsieur d'Hauteserre; instead of discussing
principles; drew pictures of the material advantages of the consular
rule; less to convert the countess than to detect in her eyes some
expression which might enlighten him as to her projects。 Gothard's
frequent disappearances; the long rides of his mistress; and her
evident preoccupation; which; for the last few days; had appeared in
her face; together with other little signs not to be hidden in the
silence and tranquillity of such a life; had roused the fears of these
submissive royalists。 Still; as no event happened; and perfect quiet
appeared to reign in the political atmosphere; the minds of the little
household were soothed into peace; and the countess's long rides were
one more attributed to her passion for hunting。

It is easy to imagine the deep silence which reigned at nine o'clock
in the evening in the park; courtyards; and gardens of Cinq…Cygne;
where at that particular moment the persons we have described were
harmoniously grouped; where perfect peace pervaded all things; where
comfort and abundance were again enjoyed; and where the worthy and
judicious old gentleman was still hoping to convert his late ward to
his system of obedience to the ruling powers by the argument of what
we may call the continuity of prosperous results。

These royalists continued to play their boston; a game which spread
ideas of independence under a frivolous form over the whole of France;
for it was first invented in honor of the American insurgents; its
very terms applying to the struggle which Louis XVI。 encouraged。 While
making their 〃independences〃 and 〃poverties;〃 the players kept an eye
on the countess; who had fallen asleep; overcome by fatigue; with a
singular smile on her lips; her last waking thought having been of the
terror two words could inspire in the minds of the peaceful company by
informing the d'Hauteserres that their sons had passed the preceding
night under that roof。 What young girl of twenty…three would not have
been; as Laurence was; proud to play the part of Destiny? and who
would not have felt; as she did; a sense of compassion for those whom
she felt to be so far below her in loyalty?

〃She sleeps;〃 said the abbe。 〃I have never seen her so wearied。〃

〃Durieu tells me her mare is almost foundered;〃 remarked Madame
d'Hauteserre。 〃Her gun has not been fired; the breech is clean; she
has evidently not hunted。〃

〃Oh! that's neither here nor there;〃 said the abbe。

〃Bah?〃 cried Mademoiselle Goujet; 〃when I was twenty…three and saw I
should be an old maid all my life; I rushed about and fatigued myself
in a dozen ways。 I understand how the countess can scour the country
for hours without thinking of the game。 It is nearly twelve years now
since she has seen her cousins; and you know she loves them。 Well; if
I were she; if I were as young and pretty; I'd make a straight line
for Germany! Poor darling; perhaps she is thinking of the frontier;
and that may be the reason why she rides so far towards it。〃

〃You are rather giddy; Mademoiselle Goujet;〃 said the abbe; smiling。

〃Not at all;〃 she replied。 〃I see you all uneasy about the g

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