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S not his wish to leave--indeed, he knows nothing of this application
for a passport. It is by my wish and on my affairs that he goes to
England," says Adrienne, steadily, facing with courage the malignant
look of that terrible countenance. Monsieur Danton ignored these remarks
and turned to Mr. Morris. "Receive my regrets, Monsieur, that I can do
nothing in this matter. It would give me pleasure to render any favor to
an American." "Then we must ask assistance in other quarters," says Mr.
Morris, rising abruptly, and with a show of confidence which he was far
from feeling. He had applied in the most powerful and available quarter
that he knew of, and he confessed to himself that, having failed here,
he had no hope of succeeding elsewhere. As he and Adrienne turned to go,
Bertrand, who had sat quietly by during this short colloquy, arose and
accompanied them toward the door. "It is a pity Madame de St. Andre is
not an American--is not Madame Calvert," he says, in a low tone, and
fixing a meaning look on Adrienne. "Passports for the brother-in-law of
Monsieur Calvert, the American, were easy to obtain. It is doubly a
pity," and he spoke in a still lower tone, "since I have, on good
authority, the news that Monsieur d'Azay is to be accused of forwarding
military intelligence to Monsieur de Conde in to-morrow's session of the
Assembly." The young girl stopped and stood looking at him, transfixed
with terror and astonishment. "What do you mean?" she says, in a
frightened, hushed voice. "This, Madame. A long time ago, when I was a
soldier in America under Lafayette, Monsieur Calvert did me a great
service--he saved my life--he was kind to me. He is the only man, the
only person in the world I love, and I have sworn to repay that debt of
gratitude. I was with Monsieur, as his servant, at Azay-le-Roi, and I
guessed, Madame, what passed there between you and him. Afterward I was
with him in Paris, and I saw how he suffered, and I swore, if the thing
were ever possible, I would make you suffer as he suf
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