"
"We will, we will," said Marie; "but you, Charles, you will be with us;
at any rate not far from us."
"I may be near you, and yet not with you; or I may soon be placed beyond
all human troubles. I would have you prepare yourself; of all the curses
which can fall on a country, a civil war is the most cruel."
Madame de Lescure was the daughter of a nobleman of high rank; she had
been celebrated as a beauty, and known to possess a great fortune; she
had been feted and caressed in the world, but she had not been spoiled;
she was possessed of much quiet sense; and though she was a woman of
strong passions, she kept them under control. When her husband told her,
therefore, that the quiet morning of their life was over, that they had
now to wade through contest, bloodshed, and civil war, and that probably
all their earthly bliss would be brought to a violent end before the
country was again quiet, she neither screamed nor fainted; but she felt,
what he intended that she should feel that she must, now, more entirely
than ever, look for her happiness in some world beyond the present one.
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