Volume II Part 16 (1/2)
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CHAPTER XI
IN PARIS
On the 29th of February, 1824, a great crowd of laughing, noisy people wandered up and down the streets of the French capital, for it was the last Sunday of the carnival; the boulevards in the neighborhood of the Palais-Royal especially being packed with proe drawn by two thoroughbreds halted at the edge of the pavears in theirextraordinary; white satin masks hid their faces, and dark (so-called) Venetian mantles, with many colored bands on their shoulders, covered their foruys of the crowd in a jolly manner, and then took seats in the Cafe de la Rotonde Darkness cato an end; it's a great pity--we had such fun”
”Fernando, are you gettinght,” remarked the third; ”the last day of the carnival is so dull and spiritless that one can plainly see it is nearing the end Forabout the boulevards, but have not met with one adventure Everywhere the stereotyped faces and masks; the same jokes as last year; even the coffee and the cake look stale to ree with me?”
”You demand too ht before us, and it would not be good if we could not find soet up a scandal”
”Hush!+ that smells of treason The dear ht take a hand in the fight,” warned Fernando
”So much the better; the scandal would be complete then The police are naturally on our side, and our ht us luck”
The young ood humor The one whom his companions called Arthur was the son of the Count of Montferrand, who made a nareat speech in favor of the murderers of Marshal Brune; the second, Gaston de Ferrette, was related to the first faouleme to Spain, and was known as an expert fencer He was hardly twenty years of age, but had already cothe very best recommendations he was soon at home in the capital His name was Fernando de Velletri, and he was by birth an Italian of the old nobility; he was received in all the palaces of the Faubourg St
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”Where is Frederic?” asked Arthur now
”Really, he seeotten us,” replied Fernando, ”I cannot understand what delays hi”
”Stop!” exclaimed Gaston de Ferrette ”Co to accompany the Countess of Salves to some ceremony at Notre Dame”
”Poor fellow!”
”He is not to be pitied The Countess of Salves is a char to become his wife”
”So much the e; afterward, it isn't considered good fors”
”He loves her, then?”
”I aentlemen; even in my absence you occupy yourselves with my affairs,” said a clear, sharp voice now
”Frederic, at last; where have you been?”