Scaramouche eBook

Rafael Sabatini
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 464 pages of information about Scaramouche.

“To be sure.”  Andre-Louis spoke indifferently.  “Au revoir, Isaac!  You’ll come and see me — 13 Rue du Hasard.  Come soon.”

“As soon and as often as my duties will allow.  They keep me chained here at present.”

“Poor slave of duty with your gospel of liberty!”

“True!  And because of that I will come.  I have a duty to Brittany:  to make Omnes Omnibus one of her representatives in the National Assembly.”

“That is a duty you will oblige me by neglecting,” laughed Andre-Louis, and drove away.



Later in the week he received a visit from Le Chapelier just before noon.

“I have news for you, Andre.  Your godfather is at Meudon.  He arrived there two days ago.  Had you heard?”

“But no.  How should I hear?  Why is he at Meudon?” He was conscious of a faint excitement, which he could hardly have explained.

“I don’t know.  There have been fresh disturbances in Brittany.  It may be due to that.”

“And so he has come for shelter to his brother?” asked Andre-Louis.

“To his brother’s house, yes; but not to his brother.  Where do you live at all, Andre?  Do you never hear any of the news?  Etienne de Gavrillac emigrated years ago.  He was of the household of M. d’Artois, and he crossed the frontier with him.  By now, no doubt, he is in Germany with him, conspiring against France.  For that is what the emigres are doing.  That Austrian woman at the Tuileries will end by destroying the monarchy.”

“Yes, yes,” said Andre-Louis impatiently.  Politics interested him not at all this morning.  “But about Gavrillac?”

“Why, haven’t I told you that Gavrillac is at Meudon, installed in the house his brother has left?  Dieu de Dieu!  Don’t I speak French or don’t you understand the language?  I believe that Rabouillet, his intendant, is in charge of Gavrillac.  I have brought you the news the moment I received it.  I thought you would probably wish to go out to Meudon.”

“Of course.  I will go at once — that is, as soon as I can.  I can’t to-day, nor yet to-morrow.  I am too busy here.”  He waved a hand towards the inner room, whence proceeded the click-click of blades, the quick moving of feet, and the voice of the instructor, Le Duc.

“Well, well, that is your own affair.  You are busy.  I leave you now.  Let us dine this evening at the Café de Foy.  Kersain will be of the party.”

“A moment!” Andre-Louis’ voice arrested him on the threshold.  “Is Mlle. de Kercadiou with her uncle?”

“How the devil should I know?  Go and find out.”

He was gone, and Andre-Louis stood there a moment deep in thought.  Then he turned and went back to resume with his pupil, the Vicomte de Villeniort, the interrupted exposition of the demi-contre of Danet, illustrating with a small-sword the advantages to be derived from its adoption.

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