. My
dislikers say I have temporized with fate. It is true I am not so
righteous as to smell to heaven. But two or three facts have been deeply
impressed on me. There is nothing more aggressive than the virtue of an
ugly, untempted woman; or the determination of a young man to set every
wrong thing in the world right. He cannot wait, and take mellow interest
in what goes on around him, but must leap into the ring. You could live
here with me indefinitely, while the nation has Bonaparte, like the
measles. When the disease has run its course--we may be able to bring
evidence which will make it unnecessary for the Count of Provence to
hasten here that France may have a king."

"I want to see my sister, monsieur."

"And lose her and your own cause forever."

But he helped me to hire a strong traveling chaise, and stock it with
such comforts as it would bear. He also turned my property over to me,
recommending that I should not take it into Russia. Half the jewels, at
least, I considered the property of the princess in Mittau; but his
precaution influenced me to leave three bags of coin in Doctor
Chantry's care; for Doctor Chantry was the soul of thrift with his own;
and to send Skenedonk with the jewel-case to the marquis' bank. The
cautious Oneida took counsel of himself and hid it in the chaise. He
told me when we were three days out.

It is as true that you are driven to do some things as that you can
never entirely free yourself from any life you have lived. That sunny
existence in the Faubourg St. Germain, the morning and evening talks
with a man who bound me to him as no other man has since bound me, were
too dear to leave even briefly without wrenching pain. I dreamed nightly
of robbers and disaster, of being ignominiously thrust out of Mittau, of
seeing a woman whose face was a blur and who moved backward from me when
I called her my sister; of troops marching across and trampling me into
the earth as straw. I groaned in spirit. Yet to Mittau I was spurred by
the kind of force that seems to press from unseen distances, and is as
fatal as temperament.

When I paid my last visit at De Chaumont's hotel, and said I was going
into the country, Eagle looked concerned, as a De Ferrier should; but
she did not turn her head to follow my departure. The game of man and
woman was in its most blindfold state between us.

There was one, however, who watched me out of sight. The marquis was
more agitated than I liked to see