Belle Rose: A Romance of the Cloak and Sword — page 222: what you’re looking at

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206 WHAT WOMAN WISHES, GOD WISHES. do not know a hole where there are not bars as large as the arm.”’ ‘‘Nevertheless there is no dungeon, no fortress, no cita- del from which one cannot leave. Nothing is impossible to the will.”’ *‘Nothing, when it is aided by time. You do not know, then, what it is to escape from a prison of state? It is necessary to meditate it in the shadow, to deceive a thou- sand looks, to watch for the propitious hour, to leave nothing to accident. It is the work of patience. It calls for years, and when one succeeds, it sometimes happens that the prisoner has white hair. Do you wish to wait, madame?”’ **Oh, that would be to die!’’ exclaimed Suzanne. “My God! what must we do?’’ said Genevieve. ‘‘Draw him from the Bastile with an order from the minister,’’ added the sergeant. ‘‘He will never grant it!’’ said both women at the same time. ‘‘Oh, I understand myself. There are other prisons in France, small Bastiles scattered here and there in the provinces. Only obtain his transfer to one of them, and I charge myself with the rest.”’ ‘‘What do you mean?”’ asked Suzanne. “T have my plan. During the twenty-four hours I have been at Paris I have gone in all directions. When aman has been a soldier for ten or twelve years, he has comrades everywhere. Corporal Grippard, who has come into a small heritage, is here with four or five old sappers who are ready for anything. The Irishman is like a madman,’’ ‘‘But,’’ said Genevieve, ‘‘it will be a battle.’’ ‘*Bless me!’’ said the sergeant, ‘‘if the balls fly, we shall endeavor to avoid them.”’ ‘‘Well, I will get that order!’’ exclaimed Suzanne. ‘‘Go and prepare everything. ”’ ‘‘All right, but I still need something.”’ ‘*What?”’ “*Gold.”’ ‘‘T have my diamonds!’’ exclaimed the duchess. ‘Good! yellow pieces can be made of those little white stones. ”’ Madame d’Albergotti was making for the door, when Déroute stopped her. ‘*‘Do you know a means of getting a warning to our lieu- tenant?’’ he asked her. ‘*T have it,’’ said Genevieve. ‘‘A turnkey who has been (E(0) e} 1EcDoo Ss ( aa