CHAPTER VIII

IN SEARCH OF GLORY

The next morning the 18th battalion of 'chasseurs', in dress uniform,

with knapsacks on their backs and fully armed, awaited in the Gare de

Lyon the moment to board the train destined to transport them to the

coast.

At a trumpet-call this movement was executed in silence, and in perfect

order; and only after all the men were installed did the functionaries

who kept the crowd in order take their own places in the carriages,

leaving a throng of relatives and friends jostling one another upon the

quay.

Fanny Dorville and her friend the duenna tried in vain to reach the

compartment wherein Henri had his place, already in marching order; the

presence of the Duc and the Duchesse de Montgeron prevented the two women

from approaching him. Nevertheless, at the moment when the train began

to move slowly out of the station, an employee found the means to slip

into the hands of the Marquis a small packet containing the little fetich

which his mistress had kept for him. It was a medallion of the Holy

Virgin, which had been blessed at Notre-Dame des-Victoires, and it was

attached to a long gold chain.

Thirty-six hours later, on the evening of the 26th of June, the battalion

embarked aboard the Imperial, which, with steam up, was due to leave the

Toulon roadstead at daybreak. At the moment of getting under weigh, the

officer in charge of the luggage, who was the last to leave the shore,

brought several despatches aboard the ship, and handed to Lieutenant de

Prerolles a telegram, which had been received the evening before at the

quay.

The Marquis opened it and read: "Chateau and lands sold for 1,450,000

francs. Everything paid, 1600 francs remain disposable."

"That is to say," thought the officer, sadly, "I have my pay and barely

three thousand francs' income!"

Leaning both elbows upon the taffrail, he gazed long at the shores of

France, which appeared to fly toward the horizon; then, brusquely turning

his eyes to the quarters filled with the strong figures and manly faces

of the young foot-soldiers of the 18th battalion, he said to himself that

among such men, under whatever skies or at whatever distance, one found

his country--glancing aloft where floated above his head the folds of his

flag.

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