It was not
surprising that she, with the spirit of dreams and romance deep in her,
should be sympathetic, even carried away for the moment.
"How is the feeling in the country since his illness?" she asked.
"Never so strong as now. Many new recruits come to him. Organisation
goes on, and His Excellency has issued a proclamation. I have advised
him against that--it is not necessary, it is illegal. He should not
tempt our Government too far. But he is a gentleman of as great
simplicity as courage, of directness and virtue--a wholesome soldier--"
She thought again of that moonlit night, and Elise's window, and a kind
of hatred of the man came up in her. No, no, she was wrong; he was not
the true thing.
"Dear avocat," she said suddenly, "you are a good friend. May I have
always as good! But have you ever thought that this thing may end in
sore disaster? Are we doing right? Is the man worthy our friendship
and our adherence?"
"Ah, dear madame, convictions, principles, truth, they lead to good ends
--somewhere.
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