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chapter��������ô��ݸʽ����,���������ﻹ�и߶���χqq xin short, he was a riddle no one could make out; and very soon he received from the other passengers the nickname of "the mystery." fred suggested that mystery and mr. a. were so nearly alike that the one name was as good as the other.�� marat,with much confusion she replied that she had not had time to have a proper dress made, but she was aware of the impossibility of explaining why, coming straight from vienna, she had not brought one with her; and the dissatisfied looks of the ambassadress increased her alarm when it was time to go to the empress.they also made expeditions to several other castles in the neighbourhood, which belonged to the family, amongst others that of beaune and the ancient castle of montagu.weak character of louis xvi.��quarrels at court��mme. de tess����forebodings of mme. d��ayen��la fayette��saintly lives of pauline and her sisters��approach of the revolution��the states-general��folly of louis xvi.��scenes at versailles��family political quarrels��royalist and radical��death of pauline��s youngest child.autrement nomm��s en province?"yes,
everybod���������ﻹ�и߶���χqqy was afraid of louis xiv., and even of louis xv. at any rate, they ruled. they commanded, and their subjects obeyed.he went to her room and said as he entered��plauzat was a stately and comfortable, besides being a picturesque abode, with its immense hall hung with crimson damask and family portraits, out of which opened pauline��s great bedroom, the walls of which were covered with blue and white tapestry worked by m. de montagu��s grandmo��������ô��ݸʽ����ther, laure de fitzjames, grand-daughter of james ii. of england.the decline and fall of the empire were no calamity to her, and she witnessed with heartfelt joy the return of the king, although she was seriously inconvenienced by the arrival of the allies at louveciennes in 1814. although it was onl
neither had she the anxiety and care for others which made heroes and heroines of so many in those awful times. she had no children, and the only person belonging to her��her father��had emigrated. she was simply a girl of eighteen suddenly snatched from a life of luxury and enjoyment, and shrinking with terror from the horrors around and ��������ô��ݸʽ����the fate before her. amongst her fellow-prisoners was andr�� ch��nier, the republican poet, who was soon to suffer death at the hands of those in whom his fantastic dreams had seen the regenerators of mankind. he expressed his love and admiration for her in a poem called ��la jeune captive,�� of which the following are the first lines:��how it was possible, amidst the horrors and excesses going on throughout the land, to have such a delusion was incredible to pauline; but the credulous infatuation of her husband was share��������ô��ݸʽ����d by adrienne, who was delighted to get away from public life into the country, and proposed that they should stop with her sister on the way.lisette paid no attention to the dissuasions of her friends; in spite of all they said she knew quite well that she was in danger. no one could be safe, however innocent, if any suspicion or grudge against [86] them was in the minds of the ruffians who were thirsting for blood.but as the size and grandeur of such a residence was no longer suitable to the altered fortunes of its master, he sold it, and only occupied the part called the petit h?tel de noailles, where mme. de montagu also had an apartment.there was a striking contrast between the position