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Chapter 5. The Road To Versailles
Alexandre Dumas
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       _ CHAPTER V. THE ROAD TO VERSAILLES
       The ladies were free from the crowd for the present, but there was some danger that they might be followed and recognized, when the same tumult would doubtless be renewed and escape a second time be more difficult. The young officer knew this, and therefore hastened to awaken one of the half-frozen and sleepy men. So stupefied, however, did they seem, that he had great difficulty in rousing one of them. At last he took him by the collar and shook him roughly.
       "Gently, gently!" cried the man, sitting up.
       "Where do you wish to go, ladies?" asked the officer.
       "To Versailles," said the elder lady, still speaking German.
       "Oh, to Versailles!" repeated the coachman; "four miles and a half over this ice. No, I would rather not."
       "We will pay well," said the lady.
       This was repeated to the coachman in French by the young officer.
       "But how much?" said the coachman; "you see it is not only going, I must come back again."
       "A louis; is that enough?" asked the lady of the officer, who, turning to the coachman, said,--
       "These ladies offer you a louis."
       "Well, that will do, though I risk breaking my horses' legs."
       "Why, you rascal, you know that if you were paid all the way there and back, it would be but twelve francs, and we offer you twenty-four."
       "Oh, do not stay to bargain," cried the lady; "he shall have twenty louis if he will only set off at once."
       "One is enough, madame."
       "Come down, sir, and open the door."
       "I will be paid first," said the man.
       "You will!" said the officer fiercely.
       "Oh! let us pay," said the lady, putting her hand in her pocket. She turned pale. "Oh! mon Dieu, I have lost my purse! Feel for yours, Andree."
       "Oh! madame, it is gone too."
       They looked at each other in dismay, while the young officer watched their proceedings, and the coachman sat grinning, and priding himself on his caution.
       The lady was about to offer her gold chain as a pledge, when the young officer drew out a louis, and offered it to the man, who thereupon got down and opened the door.
       The ladies thanked him warmly and got in.
       "And now, sir, drive these ladies carefully and honestly."
       The ladies looked at each other in terror; they could not bear to see their protector leave them.
       "Oh! madame," said Andree, "do not let him go away."
       "But why not? we will ask for his address, and return him his louis to-morrow, with a little note of thanks, which you shall write."
       "But, madame, suppose the coachman should not keep faith with us, and should turn us out half way, what would become of us?"
       "Oh! we will take his number."
       "Yes, madame, I do not deny that you could have him punished afterwards; but meanwhile, you would not reach Versailles, and what would they think?"
       "True," replied her companion.
       The officer advanced to take leave.
       "Monsieur," said Andree, "one word more, if you please."
       "At your orders, madame," he said politely, but somewhat stiffly.
       "Monsieur, you cannot refuse us one more favor, after serving us so much?"
       "What is it, madame?"
       "We are afraid of the coachman, who seems so unwilling to go."
       "You need not fear," replied he; "I have his number, and if he does not behave well, apply to me."
       "To you, sir?" said Andree in French, forgetting herself; "we do not even know your name."
       "You speak French," exclaimed the young man, "and you have been condemning me all this time to blunder on in German!"
       "Excuse us, sir," said the elder lady, coming to Andree's rescue, "but you must see, that though not perhaps foreigners, we are strangers in Paris, and above all, out of our places in a hackney coach. You are sufficiently a man of the world to see that we are placed in an awkward position. I feel assured you are generous enough to believe the best of us, and to complete the service you have rendered, and above all, to ask us no questions."
       "Madame," replied the officer, charmed with her noble, yet pleasing manner, "dispose of me as you will."
       "Then, sir, have the kindness to get in, and accompany us to Versailles."
       The officer instantly placed himself opposite to them, and directed the man to drive on.
       After proceeding in silence for some little time, he began to feel himself surrounded with delicate and delicious perfumes, and gradually began to think better of the ladies' position. "They are," thought he, "ladies who have been detained late at some rendezvous, and are now anxious to regain Versailles, much frightened, and a little ashamed; still, two ladies, driving themselves in a cabriolet! However," recollected he, "there was a servant behind; but then again, no money on either of them, but probably the footman carried the purse; and the carriage was certainly a very elegant one, and the horse could not have been worth less than one hundred and fifty louis; therefore they must be rich, so that the accidental want of money proves nothing. But why speak a foreign language when they must be French? However, that at least shows a good education, and they speak both languages with perfect purity; besides, there is an air of distinction about them. The supplication of the younger one was touching, and the request of the other was noble and imposing; indeed, I begin to feel it dangerous to pass two or three hours in a carriage with two such pretty women, pretty and discreet also; for they do not speak, but wait for me to begin."
       On their parts, the ladies were doubtless thinking of him, for just as he had arrived at these conclusions, the elder lady said to her companion, but this time in English:
       "Really, this coachman crawls along; we shall never reach Versailles; I fear our poor companion must be terribly ennuye."
       "Particularly," answered Andree, smiling, "as our conversation has not been very amusing."
       "Do you not think he has a most distinguished air?"
       "Yes, certainly."
       "Besides, he wears the uniform of a naval officer, and all naval officers are of good family. He looks well in it, too, for he is very handsome."
       Here the young man interrupted them. "Your pardon, ladies," said he, in excellent English, "but I must tell you that I understand English perfectly; I do not, however, know Spanish; therefore, if you can and like to speak in that language, you are safe from my understanding you."
       "Oh, monsieur," replied the lady, laughing, "we had no harm to say of you, as you must have heard; therefore we will content ourselves with French for the remainder of the time."
       "Thanks, madame, but if my presence be irksome to you----"
       "You cannot suppose that, sir, as it was we who begged you to accompany us."
       "Exacted it, even," said Andree.
       "Oh, madame, you overwhelm me; pray pardon me my momentary hesitation; but Paris is so full of snares and deceptions."
       "You then took us for----"
       "Monsieur took us for snares, that is all."
       "Oh! ladies," said the young man, quite humiliated, "I assure you, I did not."
       "But what is the matter? The coach stops."
       "I will see, madame."
       "Oh! I think we are overturning; pray take care, sir."
       And Andree, in her terror, laid her hand on the young man's shoulder.
       He, yielding to an impulse, attempted to seize her little hand; but she had in a moment thrown herself back again in the carriage. He therefore got out, and found the coachman engaged in raising one of his horses, which had fallen on the ice.
       The horse, with his aid, was soon on its legs again, and they pursued their way.
       It seemed, however, that this little interruption had destroyed the intimacy which had begun to spring up, for after the ladies had asked and been told the cause of their detention, all relapsed into silence.
       The young man, however, who had derived some pleasure from the touch of that little hand, thought he would at least have a foot in exchange; he therefore stretched out his, and endeavored to touch hers, which, was, however, quickly withdrawn; and when he did just touch that of the elder lady, she said, with great sang-froid,----
       "I fear, sir, I am dreadfully in your way."
       He colored up to the ears, and felt thankful to the darkness, which prevented it from being seen. After this, he desisted, and remained perfectly still, fearing even to renew the conversation, lest he should seem impertinent to these ladies, to whom, at first, he had thought himself rather condescending in his politeness.
       Still, in spite of himself, he felt more and more strongly attracted towards them, and an increasing interest in them. From time to time he heard them speak softly to each other, and he caught these words:
       "So late an hour! what excuse for being out?"
       At last the coach stopped again, but this time it was no accident, but simply that they had arrived at Versailles.
       The young man thought the time had passed with marvelous quickness.
       "We are at Versailles," said the coachman.
       "Where must he stop, ladies?" asked the officer.
       "At the Place d'Armes."
       "At the Place d'Armes, coachman," said the officer; "go on.--I must say something to them," thought he, "or they will now think me a stupid, as they must before have thought me impertinent."
       "Mesdames," said he, "you are at length arrived."
       "Thanks to your generous assistance."
       "What trouble we have given you," added Andree.
       "Oh, madame, do not speak of it!"
       "Well, sir, we shall not forget; will you tell us your name?"
       "My name?"
       "Certainly, sir; you do not wish to make us a present of a louis, I hope."
       "Oh, madame, if that is it," said the young man, rather piqued, "I yield; I am the Comte de Charney, and as madame has already remarked, a naval officer."
       "Charney," repeated the elder lady, "I shall not forget."
       "Yes, madame, Georges de Charney."
       "And you live----?"
       "Hotel des Princes, Rue de Richelieu."
       The coach stopped. The elder lady opened the door and jumped out quickly, holding out a hand to her companion.
       "But pray, ladies," said he, preparing to follow them, "take my arm; you are not yet at your own home."
       "Oh, sir, do not move."
       "Not move?"
       "No; pray remain in the coach."
       "You cannot walk alone at this time of night; it is impossible."
       "Now, you see," said the elder lady, gaily, "after almost refusing to oblige us, you wish to be too obliging."
       "But, madame----"
       "Sir, remain to the end a loyal and gallant cavalier; we thank you, M. de Charney, with all our hearts, and will not even ask your word----"
       "To do what, madame?"
       "To shut the door, and order the man to drive back to Paris, without even looking where we go, which you will do, will you not?"
       "I will obey you, madame; coachman, back again." And he put a second louis into the man's hand, who joyfully set off on his return.
       The young man sighed, as he took his place on the cushions which the unknown ladies had just occupied.
       They remained motionless till the coach was out of sight, and then took their way towards the castle. _
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Prologue.--The Predictions
Chapter 1. Two Unknown Ladies
Chapter 2. An Interior
Chapter 3. Jeanne De La Motte Valois
Chapter 4. Belus
Chapter 5. The Road To Versailles
Chapter 6. Laurent
Chapter 7. The Queen's Bed-Chamber
Chapter 8. The Queen's Petite Levee
Chapter 9. The Swiss Lake
Chapter 10. The Tempter
Chapter 11. M. De Suffren
Chapter 12. M. De Charny
Chapter 13. The One Hundred Louis Of The Queen
Chapter 14. M. Fingret
Chapter 15. The Cardinal De Rohan
Chapter 16. Mesmer And St. Martin
Chapter 17. The Bucket
Chapter 18. Mademoiselle Oliva
Chapter 19. Monsieur Beausire
Chapter 20. Gold
Chapter 21. La Petite Maison
Chapter 22. Some Words About The Opera
Chapter 23. The Ball At The Opera
Chapter 24. The Examination
Chapter 25. The Academy Of M. Beausire
Chapter 26. The Ambassador
Chapter 27. Messrs. Boehmer And Bossange
Chapter 28. The Ambassador's Hotel
Chapter 29. The Bargain
Chapter 30. The Journalist's House
Chapter 31. How Two Friends Became Enemies
Chapter 32. The House In The Rue St. Gilles
Chapter 33. The Head Of The Taverney Family
Chapter 34. The Stanzas Of M. De Provence
Chapter 35. The Princess De Lamballe
Chapter 36. The Queen
Chapter 37. An Alibi
Chapter 38. M. De Crosne.
Chapter 39. The Temptress
Chapter 40. Two Ambitions That Wish To Pass For Two Loves
Chapter 41. Faces Under Their Masks
Chapter 42. In Which M. Ducorneau Understands Nothing Of What Is Passing
Chapter 43. Illusions And Realities
Chapter 44. Oliva Begins To Ask What They Want Of Her
Chapter 45. The Deserted House
Chapter 46. Jeanne The Protectress
Chapter 47. Jeanne Protected
Chapter 48. The Queen's Portfolio
Chapter 49. In Which We Find Dr. Louis
Chapter 50. Aegri Somnia
Chapter 51. Andree
Chapter 52. Delirium
Chapter 53. Convalescence
Chapter 54. Two Bleeding Hearts
Chapter 55. The Minister Of Finance
Chapter 56. The Cardinal De Rohan
Chapter 57. Debtor And Creditor
Chapter 58. Family Accounts
Chapter 59. Marie Antoinette As Queen, And Madame De La Motte As Woman
Chapter 60. The Receipt Of Mm. Boehmer And Bossange, And The Gratitude Of The Queen
Chapter 61 The Prisoner
Chapter 62. The Look Out
Chapter 63. The Two Neighbors
Chapter 64. The Rendezvous
Chapter 65. The Queen's Hand
Chapter 66. Woman And Queen
Chapter 67. Woman And Demon
Chapter 68. The Night
Chapter 69. The Conge
Chapter 70. The Jealousy Of The Cardinal
Chapter 71. The Flight
Chapter 72. The Letter And The Receipt
Chapter 73
Chapter 74. Love And Diplomacy
Chapter 75. Charny, Cardinal, And Queen
Chapter 76. Explanations
Chapter 77. The Arrest
Chapter 78. The Proces-Verbal
Chapter 79. The Last Accusation
Chapter 80. The Proposal Of Marriage
Chapter 81. St. Denis
Chapter 82. A Dead Heart
Chapter 83. In Which It Is Explained Why The Baron De Taverney Grew Fat
Chapter 84. The Father And The Fiancee
Chapter 85. After The Dragon, The Viper
Chapter 86. How It Came To Pass That M. Beausire Was Tracked By The Agents Of M. De Crosne
Chapter 87. The Turtles Are Caged
Chapter 88. The Last Hope Lost
Chapter 89. The Baptism Of The Little Beausire
Chapter 90. The Trial
Chapter 91. The Execution
Chapter 92. The Marriage