It was two days after his accident.He was lying on his back, environed by slops and cursing his evil fate, and fretting his soul out of its fleshly prison, when suddenly he heard a cheerful trombone saying three words to Marthe, then came a clink-clank, and Marthe ushered into the sickroom the Commandant Raynal.The sick man raised himself in bed, with great surprise and joy.
"O commandant! this is kind to come and see your poor officer in purgatory.""Ah," cried Raynal, "you see I know what it is.I have been chained down by the arm, and the leg, and all: it is deadly tiresome.""Tiresome! it is--it is--oh, dear commandant, Heaven bless you for coming!""Ta! ta! ta! I am come on my own business.""All the better.I have nothing to do; that is what kills me.I'm eating my own heart.""Cannibal! Well, my lad, since you are in that humor, cheer up, for I bring you a job, and a tough one; it has puzzled me.""What is it, commandant? What is it?"
"Well, do you know a house and a family called Beaurepaire?""Do I know Beaurepaire?"
And the pale youth turned very red; and stared with awe at this wizard of a commandant.He thought he was going to be called over the coals for frequenting a disaffected family."Well," said Raynal, "I have been and bought this Beaurepaire."Edouard uttered a loud exclamation."It was YOU bought it! she never told me that.""Yes," said Raynal, "I am the culprit; and we have fixed on you to undo my work without hurting their pride too much, poor souls; but let us begin with the facts."Then Raynal told him my story after his fashion.Of course I shall not go and print his version; you might like his concise way better than my verbose; and I'm not here to hold up any man's coat-tails.
Short as he made it, Edouard's eyes were moist more than once; and at the end he caught Raynal's hand and kissed it.Then he asked time to reflect; "for," said he, "I must try and be just.""I'll give you an hour," said Raynal, with an air of grand munificence.The only treasure he valued was time.
In less than an hour Edouard had solved the knot, to his entire satisfaction; he even gave the commandant particular instructions for carrying out his sovereign decree.Raynal received these orders from his subordinate with that simplicity which formed part of his amazing character, and rode home relieved of all responsibility in the matter.
COMMANDANT RAYNAL TO MADEMOISELLE DE BEAUREPAIRE.
Mademoiselle,--Before I could find time to write to our referee, news came in that he had just broken his arm;--"Oh! oh, dear! our poor Edouard!"
And if poor Edouard had seen the pale faces, and heard the faltering accents, it would have reconciled him to his broken arm almost.
This hand-grenade the commandant had dropped so coolly among them, it was a long while ere they could recover from it enough to read the rest of the letter,--so I rode over to him, and found him on his back, fretting for want of something to do.I told him the whole story.He undertook the business.I have received his instructions, and next week shall be at his quarters to clear off his arrears of business, and make acquaintance with all your family, if they permit.
RAYNAL.
As the latter part of this letter seemed to require a reply, the baroness wrote a polite note, and Jacintha sent Dard to leave it for the commandant at Riviere's lodgings.But first they all sat down and wrote kind and pitying and soothing letters to Edouard.Need Isay these letters fell upon him like balm?
They all inquired carelessly in their postscripts what he had decided as their referee.He replied mysteriously that they would know that in a week or two.Meantime, all he thought it prudent to tell them was that he had endeavored to be just to both parties.
"Little solemn puppy," said Rose, and was racked with curiosity.
Next week Raynal called on the baroness.She received him alone.
They talked about Madame Raynal.The next day he dined with the whole party, and the commandant's manners were the opposite of what the baroness had inculcated.But she had a strong prejudice in his favor.Had her feelings been the other way his brusquerie would have shocked her.It amused her.If people's hearts are with you, THAT for their heads!
He came every day for a week, chatted with the baroness, walked with the young ladies; and when after work he came over in the evening, Rose used to cross-examine him, and out came such descriptions of battles and sieges, such heroism and such simplicity mixed, as made the evening pass delightfully.On these occasions the young ladies fixed their glowing eyes on him, and drank in his character as well as his narrative, in which were fewer "I's" than in anything of the sort you ever read or heard.
At length Rose contrived to draw him aside, and, hiding her curiosity under feigned nonchalance, asked him what the referee had decided.He told her that was a secret for the present.
"Well, but," said Rose, "not from me.Edouard and I have no secrets.""Come, that's good," said Raynal."Why, you are the very one he warned me against the most; said you were as curious as Mother Eve, and as sharp as her needle.""Then he is a little scurrilous traitor," cried Rose, turning very red."So that is how he talks of me behind my back, and calls me an angel to my face; I'll pay him for this.Do tell me, commandant;never mind what HE says."
"What! disobey orders?"
"Orders? to you from that boy!"
"Oh!" said Raynal, "for that matter, we soldiers are used to command one moment, and obey the next."In a word, this military pedant was impracticable, and Rose gave him up in disgust, and began to call up a sulky look when the other two sang his praises.For the old lady pronounced him charming, and Josephine said he was a man of crystal; never said a word he did not mean, and she wished she was like him.But the baroness thought this was going a little too far.
