The Lady of Fort St. John by Mary Hartwell Catherwood
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"I will send for you, Klussman, when I have refreshed myself."
"Yes, madame." The other women filed past him, and entered behind his lady. The Swiss soldier folded his arms, staring hard at that crouching vagrant brought from Beausejour. She had a covering over her face, and she held it close, crowding on the heels in front of her as if she dared not meet his eye. II. LE ROSSIGNOL. A girlish woman was waiting for Marie within the hall, and the two exchanged kisses on the cheek with sedate and tender courtesy. "Welcome home, madame." "Home is more welcome to me because I find you in it, Antonia. Has anything unusual happened in the fortress while I have been setting monsieur on his way?" "This morning, about dawn, I heard a great tramping of soldiers in the hall. One of the women told me prisoners had been brought in." |
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