Stray Pearls: Memoirs of Margaret De Ribaumont, Viscountess of Bellaise
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Yonge Charlotte Mary. Stray Pearls: Memoirs of Margaret De Ribaumont, Viscountess of Bellaise
PREFACE
CHAPTER I. – WHITEHALL BEFORE THE COBWEBS
CHAPTER II. – A LITTLE MUTUAL AVERSION
CHAPTER III. – CELADON AND CHLOE
CHAPTER IV. – THE SALON BLEU
CHAPTER V. – IN GARRISON
CHAPTER VI. – VICTORY DEARLY BOUGHT
CHAPTER VII. – WIDOW AND WIFE
CHAPTER VIII. – MARGUERITE TO THE RESCUE
CHAPTER IX. – THE FIREBRAND OF THE BOCAGE
CHAPTER X. – OLD THREADS TAKEN UP
CHAPTER XI. – THE TWO QUEENS
CHAPTER XII. – CAVALIERS IN EXILE
CHAPTER XIII. – MADEMOISELLE’S TOILETTE
CHAPTER XIV. – COURT APPOINTMENT
CHAPTER XV. – A STRANGER THANKSGIVING DAY
CHAPTER XVI. – THE BARRICADES
CHAPTER XVII. – A PATIENT GRISEL
CHAPTER XVIII. – TWELFTH NIGHT, OR WHAT YOU WILL
CHAPTER XIX. – INSIDE PARIS
CHAPTER XX. – CONDOLENCE
CHAPTER XXI. – ST. MARGARET AND THE DRAGON
CHAPTER XXII. – ST. MARGARET AND THE DRAGON
CHAPTER XXIII. – THE LION AND THE MOUSE
CHAPTER XXIV. – FAMILY HONOUR
CHAPTER XXV. – THE HAGUE
CHAPTER XXVI. – HUNDERSLUST
CHAPTER XXVII. – THE EXPEDIENT
CHAPTER XXVIII. – THE BOEUF GRAS
CHAPTER XXIX. – MADAME’S OPPORTUNITY
CHAPTER XXX. – THE NEW MAID OF ORLEANS
CHAPTER XXXI. – PORTE ST. ANTOINE
CHAPTER XXXII. – ESCAPE
CHAPTER XXXIII. – BRIDAL PEARLS
CHAPTER XXXIV. – ANNORA’S HOME
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I have long promised you, my dear grandchildren, to arrange my recollections of the eventful years that even your father can hardly remember. I shall be glad thus to draw closer the bonds between ourselves and the English kindred, whom I love so heartily, though I may never hope to see them in this world, far less the dear old home where I grew up.
For, as perhaps you have forgotten, I am an English woman by birth, having first seen the light at Walwyn House, in Dorsetshire. One brother had preceded me—my dear Eustace—and another brother, Berenger, and my little sister, Annora, followed me.
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Finally she led us forward to our great-uncle, saying: ‘Madame le Marquis, I have conversed with these children. They love one another, and so long as that love lasts they will be better guardians to one another than ten governors or twenty dames de compagnie.’
In England we should certainly not have done all this in public, and my husband and I were terribly put to the blush; indeed, I felt my whole head and neck burning, and caught a glimpse of myself in a dreadful mirror, my white bridal dress and flaxen hair making my fiery face look, my brothers would have said, ‘as if I had been skinned.’
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