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Interested as the two friends were in their conversation, the times were
too full of important matters to allow of their remaining quiet, after
having heard such tokens of a hurried messenger. Larochejaqnelin ran off
to the yard of the chateau, and de Lescure followed him as quickly as
his wounded arm would allow.
Henri had hardly got off the lawn, when he met a couple of servants
coming from the yard, and between them a man booted, spurred, and armed,
covered with dust and spattered with fuam, whom he at once recognized
as Foret, the friend and townsman of Cathelineau.
"What news, Foret, what news?" said Henri, rushing up to him, and
seizing him by the hand. "Pray God you bring with you good tidings."
"The worst news that ever weighed heavy on a poor man's tongue, M.
Henri," said Foret, sorrowfully.
"Cathelineau is not dead?" said Henri, but the tone of his inquiry
shewed plainly how much he feared what the reply would be.
"He was not dead," answered Foret, "when I left him five leagues on this
side Nantes, but he had not many days to live.


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