Violette, observing him, broke the silence. \"Do you know, monsieur, that your father is dead? It is he who is to blame for all that has happened. He ought to have waited for the arrival of his son at the bank till he recovered from his wound, and then he would have issued orders to the guard and the surrounding inhabitants to rush into the city and free his son, and he would then have awaited the arrival of the first troops coming from the city of Fronsac.
Francis stuck his sword back in the scabbard, threw back his cloak, shook off the dust, and, commanding his followers to follow him, he went forward on foot. As he passed M. de Bures, he took off his hat to him, saying: “M. de Bures, you have inspired me by your counsels; how I should go forward and how I should turn back. I will follow you, and this afternoon I will aid the retreat of the army.” Then saying, “Come, M. de Bures, come with me, the defence of the fatherland is in your hands as when it was in mine,” he led him to a window.
The young fellow went home delighted and full of hope. He assured his mother that the fortunes of the day depended on what was going to happen. He had a good understanding of the feelings of women; their state of health was the health of the country. The countess, overwhelmed with grief, could not speak. Her husband seated her on a chair by his side, and waited for her to recover. The young man came to them with a light mood, as a gay young man should on such a day. Every time he smiled the countess smiled back, or held her eyes fixed on him, just as we see them in saints of fine eyes, but this time instead of adoring them, they only made him sad. Mentally he traced the portrait of her before him, and he felt that he loved her at that moment as he had never loved her before.
During the night Jacopo had learned from the Count that the yacht was about to escape from Marseilles, with the intention of setting sail for Lisbon; he had come to the conclusion that, should he make the acquaintance of Morcerf in the port of Leghorn, he would then be free to pursue his lover. 7211a4ac4a