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e awoke him, and with a spring he was on his legs, and drawing a pistol from his bosom, cried out,-- "Ha! what is 't? Why, Burke, it 's you! What hour is it?" "Not four yet. I 'm sorry to have disturbed you, De Beauvais; but the chair here--" "Yes, yes; I placed it so last night. I felt so very heavy that I could not trust myself with waking to a slight noise. Where to, so early? Ah! these pickets; I forgot." And with that he lay down again, and before I left the house was fast asleep once more. Some trifling details of duty detained me at one or two of the outposts, and it was beyond my usual time when I turned homeward. I had but just reached the broad alley that leads to the foot of the great terrace, when I saw a figure before me hastening on towards the chateau. The flutter of the dress showed it to be a woman; and then the thought flashed on me,--it was Mademoiselle de Meudon. Yes, it was her step; I knew it well. She had left the place thus early to meet De Beauvais. Without well knowing what I did, I had increased my speed, and was now rapidly overtaking her, when the noise of my footsteps on the ground made her turn about and look back. I stopped short suddenly. An indistinct sense of something culpable on my part in thus pursuing her flitted across my mind, and I could not move. There she stood, too, motionless; but for a second or two only, and then beckoned to me with her hand. I could scarcely trust my eyes, nor did I dare to stir till she had repeated the motion twice or thrice. As I drew near, I remarked that her eyes were red with weeping, and her face pale as death. For a moment she gazed steadfastly at me, and then, with a voice whose accent I can never forget, she said,-- "And you, too, the dearest friend of my own Charles, whose very deathbed spoke of loyalty to him, how have you been drawn from your allegiance?" I stood amazed and astounded, unable to utter a word in reply, when she resumed,-- "For them there is reason, too: they lived, or their fathers did, in the sunshine of the old Monarchy; wealth, rank, riches, power,--all were theirs. But you, who came amongst us with high hopes of greatness, where others have earned them on the field of battle,--whose youth is a guarantee that base and unworthy thoughts should form no part of his motives, and whose high career began under the very eyes of him, the idol of every soldier's heart,--oh I why turn from such a path as this, to da
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