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has pertinacity; and he insists upon being heard。  He may be
listened to some day。  But that he; or the others; will ever make
anything of Orleans。。。 pish!  Orleans himself may desire it; but。
the man is a eunuch in crime; he would; but he can't。  The phrase
is Mirabeau's。〃

He broke off to demand Andre…Louis' news of himself。

〃You did not treat me as a friend when you wrote to me;〃 he
complained。  〃You gave me no clue to your whereabouts; you
represented yourself as on the verge of destitution and withheld
from me the means to come to your assistance。  I have been troubled
in mind about you; Andre。  Yet to judge by your appearance I might
have spared myself that。  You seem prosperous; assured。  Tell me
of it。〃

Andre…Louis told him frankly all that there was to tell。  〃Do you
know that you are an amazement to me?〃 said the deputy。  〃From the
robe to the buskin; and now from the buskin to the sword!  What
will be the end of you; I wonder?〃

〃The gallows; probably。〃

〃Fish!  Be serious。  Why not the toga of the senator in senatorial
France?  It might be yours now if you had willed it so。〃

〃The surest way to the gallows of all;〃 laughed Andre…Louis。

At the moment Le Chapelier manifested impatience。  I wonder did the
phrase cross his mind that day four years later when himself he rode
in the death…cart to the Greve。

〃We are sixty…six Breton deputies in the Assembly。  Should a vacancy
occur; will you act as suppleant?  A word from me together with the
influence of your name in Rennes and Nantes; and the thing is done。〃

Andre…Louis laughed outright。  〃Do you know; Isaac; that I never
meet you but you seek to thrust me into politics?〃

〃Because you have a gift for politics。  You were born for politics。〃

〃Ah; yes … Scaramouche in real life。  I've played it on the stage。
Let that suffice。  Tell me; Isaac; what news of my old friend; La
Tour d'Azyr?〃

〃He is here in Versailles; damn him … a thorn in the flesh of
the Assembly。  They've burnt his chateau at La Tour d'Azyr。
Unfortunately he wasn't in it at the time。  The flames haven't even
singed his insolence。  He dreams that when this philosophic
aberration is at an end; there will be serfs to rebuild it for him。〃

〃So there has been trouble in Brittany?〃 Andre…Louis had become
suddenly grave; his thoughts swinging to Gavrillac。

〃An abundance of it; and elsewhere too。  Can you wonder?  These
delays at such a time; with famine in the land?  Chateaux have been
going up in smoke during the last fortnight。  The peasants took
their cue from the Parisians; and treated every castle as a Bastille。
Order is being restored; there as here; and they are quieter now。〃

〃What of Gavrillac?  Do you know?〃

〃I believe all to be well。  M。 de Kercadiou was not a Marquis de La
Tour d'Azyr。  He was in sympathy with his people。  It is not likely
that they would injure Gavrillac。  But don't you correspond with
your godfather?〃

〃In the circumstances … no。  What you tell me would make it now more
difficult than ever; for he must account me one of those who helped
to light the torch that has set fire to so much belonging to his
class。  Ascertain for me that all is well; and let me know。〃

〃I will; at once。〃

At parting; when Andre…Louis was on the point of stepping into his
cabriolet to return to Paris; he sought information on another
matter。

〃Do you happen to know if M。 de La Tour d'Azyr has married?〃 he
asked。

〃I don't; which really means that he hasn't。  One would have heard
of it in the case of that exalted Privileged。〃

〃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。



CHAPTER IV

AT MEUDON


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 Caf?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。

Thereafter he fenced with the Vicomte; who was perhaps the ablest
of his pupils at the time; and all the while his thoughts were on
the heights of Meudon; his mind casting up the lessons he had to
give that afternoon and on the morrow; and wondering which of these
he might postpone without deranging the academy。  When having touched
the Vicomte three times in succession; he paused and wrenched himself
back to the present; it was to marvel at the precision to be gained
by purely mechanical action。  Without bestowing a thought upon what
he was doing; his wrist and arm and knees had automatically performed
their work; like the accurate fighting engine into which constant
practice for a year and more had combined them。

Not until Sunday was Andre…Louis able to satisfy a wish which the
impatience of the intervening days had converted into a yearning。
Dressed with more than ordinary care; his head elegantly coiffed
 … by one of those hairdressers to the nobility of whom so many
were being thrown out of employment by the stream of emigration
which was now flowing freely … Andre…Louis mounted his hired
carriage; and drove out to Meudon。

The house of the younger Kercadiou no more resembled that of the
head of the family than did his person。  A man of the Court; where
his brother was essentially a man of the soil; an officer of the
household of M。 le Comte d'Artois; he had built for himself and his
family an imposing villa on the heights of Meudon in a miniature
park; conveniently situated for him midway between Versailles and
Paris; and easily accessible from either。  M。 d'Artois … the royal
tennis…player … had been amongst the very first to emigrate。
Together with the Condes; the Contis; the Polignacs; and others of
the Queen's intimate council; old Marshal de Broglie and the Prince
de Lambesc;

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