Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine — Volume 55, No. 340, February, 1844 by Various
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"I followed her, terrified at my own exploit. She was already clasped in the arms of her lover. "'In there,' cried the young officer to a party of soldiers who just then came up. 'He is in there. Bring him out, dead or alive.' "They rushed in, but the broken bass was all they found. The captain had escaped by the other door. "On our way to the house we saw ten or twelve dead bodies. One was lying on the steps leading to the door. "'Take away this carrion,' said Ernest. "Two soldiers turned the body over. It was the last of the Beaumanoirs. "We remained but a few minutes at the house, and then Zephyrine and myself got into a carriage and set off, escorted by M. Ernest and a dozen men. I did not forget to carry off my hundred crowns, my fowling-piece, and game-bag. As to my poor bass, the captain's head had completely spoiled it. "After an hour's drive, we came in sight of a large city with an enormous dome the middle of it. It was Rome. "'And did you see the Pope, M. Louet?' "'At that time he was at Fontainbleau, but I saw him afterwards, and his successor too; for M. Ernest got me an appointment as bass-player at the Teatro de la Valle, and I remained there till the year 1830. When I at |
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