Patty in Paris by Carolyn Wells
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"Yes, and cannon booming, and salutes being fired, and rockets and fireworks going off like mad." "Yes, just that! but now I almost hope we won't pass through it, for fear it shouldn't quite come up to our notion of it." "If we do come to it, I'll tell you in time, and you can shut your eyes and pretend you're asleep while we go through." But the town in question was not on their route after all, and soon they came flying in to the town of Versailles. Of course, they made for the Chateau at once, and alighted from the cars just outside the great wall. Patty, being unaccustomed to historic sites, was deeply impressed as she walked up the old steps and found herself on an immense paved court that seemed to be fairly flooded with the brightest sunlight she had ever seen. As a rule, Mr. Farrington did not enjoy the services of a guide, but for the benefit of the young people in his charge, he engaged one to describe to them the sights they were to see. The whole royal courtyard and the great Equestrian Statue of Louis XIV. seemed very wonderful to Patty, and she could scarcely realise that the great French monarch himself had often stood where she was now standing. "I never seemed to think of Louis XIV.," she said, "as a man. He seems to me always like a set of furniture, or a wall decoration, or at most a costume." "Now you'ye hit it," said Paul; "Louis XIV. was, at most, a costume; and |
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