The Honor of the Name

cept by name, the terrible duke whose arriva

tion of having seen him long ago, before '89 inde

d seldom permitted h

had not been compelled to submit to the humiliations and suffering

ge for the wealth of which he had been depr

had been so fortunate as to please the only daughter of Lord Hol

dred and fifty thousand pounds ste

companion of the dissipated and licentious Count d'

when she died, in giving birth to a boy, who wa

d not render the Duc de

richer than he

nfided his son to the care of a relative of

and that furiously, against France in the

rmed his duty. He considered that he had honestly and loyally gained the r

been involuntary. His father-in-law, Lord Holland, had just died, and the duke

"Hundred Days." Th

styled it, having triumphed

his former master correctly, when he r

ng the first Restoration, knew only too well, that the r

euse was no exce

t a mere act of authority would suffice to suppress for

at there was nothing more to be said; that controversy was

ssured the duke that France had changed in many respects

s, all these rascals, whose rebellion al

really hi

duke, comfortably ensconced in his berlin, un

f he would listen to my advice, he would make use of the twelve hundred thousand soldiers which our friends have placed at his disposal,

this subject until the car

sight of the country in which he was born-where he had played as a c

landscape remained the same; the valley of the Ois

with a delight that made him f

nges became

and rattled over the stones of

been unpaved, and had always been

the duke, "this i

ed hovels had given place to pretty and comfortable white cottage

front of the church, Martial observed the gr

his father. "Do they have the appearance of people who a

lders. He was not the man to reno

m in this post-chaise," he

eur le Duc de Sairmeu

hat, Marquis?"

ned from the carriage-window, waving his hand to the honest Chu

uke believed the whole village was welcoming him. He was convinced of it; and when the berlin stopped before

ousekeeper, was standing. She knew who these guests must

the duke's inquiry; "but if the gentlemen wish to wait, it will not be

guided by the housekeeper, they entered a so

l those of its master. This was clean, poor, and bare. The walls were whitewashed; a dozen chairs

abode of an ambiti

take any refreshment

"I must confess that the drive ha

am I to do? I, who have nothing! That is to say-yes-I have an old hen le

n, and they heard a

ed, "here is Mons

s of Montaignac, he owed his Latin and

e was as cold and impassive

was? One could form some idea of the terrible restraint to which he had subjected himsel

d to say on seeing this pallid and emaciated face, cut in two by

rless places, but which was a marvel of cleanliness, and which hung

wn as the

s seated in his drawing-room, he

nnounced the presence of a visitor; but he

, and he was wondering with whom he ha

to Bibiaine, but the old

stood his host

akes himself at home everywhere, "we have taken your house by storm, and hold the

t seem very greatly impressed b

n a more than reserved tone, "to receive a

ch a manner that it was impossible to

will not find here the comforts to w

ffices for you, Monsieur Abbe, will suffice for us. And rest assured that we sha

greeable familiarity, this last insulting remark, kind

vastly amused by Bibiaine's anxieties, we alr

here was one, Mon

peared, explained her master's respons

amored. "The chicken has disappeared. Someone has c

us. Bertrande was here this morning to ask alms in the name of her sick daughter. I had

anged Bibiaine's co

hand upon her hip, and gesticulating wildly with

nything he wishes. Any great falsehood brings tears to his eyes, and then they can do what they like with him. In that way the

perience that his voice had not the power to check her flood of r

is son exchanged a gl

d for their benefit? Evidently not, sin

so plainly revealed by this quarrel with

hoped to find-not the auxiliary whose assistance

exchange a word

master spoke in low tones, but with an unmistakable accent

rs could not di

st re-entered

check any attempt at raillery, "that you will excuse this ridiculous

e nor Martial m

sensibly diminished; and M. de Sairmeuse

ed in Paris, and by insisting that His Majesty, Louis XVIII.,

d housekeeper inter

, and behind her came a large man in a white apron,

the village inn which had drawn from Bibiaine so ma

and his guests took th

d have been "short." This the worthy woman was obliged to confess, on

d eaten nothing for a fortnight,"

t was two o'clock, and he had eaten

e filled his heart with gloomy forebodings. Their co

in watching his guests, and in studying them with all the penetration of a priest, w

s fifty-seven, but look

rs, the great excesses of every kind in which he had indu

ll-formed, but large, firmly knit and powerful, such hands as rightly belonged to a gentlem

. He possessed all the graces a

d ignorant, sceptical and violently i

d-looking cavalier. It was not strange that women raved over his blue

ucation and in intellect. If he shared his father's prejudices, he had not adopted them without weighing the

with rare sagacity, read

he heard the duke advance, on the questions of the day

ince the obstinate man of his mistake; but upon this subject the duke would not permit contradicti

eur Lacheneur and his daughter are