FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   81   82   83   84   85   86   87   88   89   90   91   92   93   94   95   96   97   98   99   100   101   102   103   104   105  
106   107   108   109   110   111   112   113   114   115   116   117   118   119   120   121   122   123   124   125   126   127   128   129   130   >>   >|  
nnounced. He brought her a letter of audience for the following day. Monsieur de Gorgoli had kept his word. Early the following morning I called upon Louise, to accompany her to the palace. I found her waiting for me, dressed in deep mourning, and without a single ornament; but her pale, melancholy style of beauty, was rather improved than impaired by the simplicity and sombre colour of her attire. At the palace gate we separated, and I awaited her return in the carriage. On presenting her letter of audience, an officer on duty conducted her to the Emperor's private cabinet, and desiring her to wait there, left the room. She remained alone for about ten minutes, during which time, she afterwards told me, she was more than once near fainting away. At last a step was heard in the adjoining apartment; a door opened, and the Emperor appeared. On seeing him, she, by a spontaneous movement, fell upon her knees, and, unable to find words, clasped her hands together in mute supplication. "Rise!" said the Emperor kindly, advancing towards her. "I have been already spoken to on the subject of your application. You wish for permission to join an exile?" "Yes, sire, if such a favour may be granted." "You are neither his sister nor his wife, I believe?" "I am his--friend, sire," replied poor Louise, a tinge of pink over-spreading her pale cheek. "He must sadly need a friend." "You know that he is banished for life to a country where there are scarcely four months of spring, and the rest of the year is one dreary winter?" "I know it, sire." "Do you know, also, that he has neither rank, fortune, nor title to share with you--that he is poorer than the poorest mendicant in St Petersburg?" "Yes, sire." "You have doubtless some fortune, some resources of your own?" "Alas, sire, I have nothing! Yesterday I had thirty thousand rubles, produced by the sale of all I possessed, but even that little fortune was stolen from me." "I know it. By a forged letter. It was more than a theft, it was a sacrilege; and, should its perpetrator be detected, he shall be punished as though he had broken open the poor-box in a church. But there are means of repairing your loss?" "How, sire?" "Inform his family of the circumstance. They are rich, and will assist you." "I thank your Majesty; but I desire no assistance save that of God." "But without funds how can you travel? Have you no friends who would help you?" "Pa
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   81   82   83   84   85   86   87   88   89   90   91   92   93   94   95   96   97   98   99   100   101   102   103   104   105  
106   107   108   109   110   111   112   113   114   115   116   117   118   119   120   121   122   123   124   125   126   127   128   129   130   >>   >|  



Top keywords:
fortune
 

letter

 

Emperor

 
palace
 

Louise

 
audience
 

friend

 

Petersburg

 

nnounced

 

doubtless


mendicant

 
poorest
 

poorer

 

resources

 

months

 

brought

 

banished

 

spreading

 

country

 
dreary

winter

 

spring

 
scarcely
 

Yesterday

 

assist

 

Majesty

 

circumstance

 
repairing
 

Inform

 
family

desire

 

assistance

 

friends

 

travel

 
church
 

stolen

 

forged

 
possessed
 

rubles

 

thousand


produced

 
sacrilege
 

broken

 

punished

 

perpetrator

 

detected

 

thirty

 

conducted

 

private

 

cabinet