Maurice Leblanc

Name: The Frontier — Part I: Chapter 1
Author: Maurice Leblanc

The Frontier — Part I: Chapter 1 (1912)

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“The Frontier — Part I: Chapter 1”, published in 1912, is a work by Maurice Leblanc. It explores elements such as Morestal, Saint-Élophe and the Old Mill.

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Maurice Leblanc, The Frontier — Part I: Chapter 1 (1912)

“ Morestal picked a great armful of flowers, laid waste his rose-garden, sacrificed all the Gloires de Dijon of which he was so proud and returned to the drawing-room, where he himself arranged the bunches in large glass vases.
The room, a sort of hall occupying the centre of the house, with beams of timber showing and a huge chimney covered with gleaming brasses, the room was bright and cheerful and open at both fronts: to the east, on the terrace, by a long bay; to the west, by two windows, on the garden, which it overlooked from the height of a first floor. ”

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Maurice Leblanc, The Frontier — Part I: Chapter 1 (1912)

“ At thirty or forty feet below him ran the road that leads from Saint-Élophe up to the Old Mill. It skirted the walls and then dipped down again to the Étang-des-Moines, or Monks' Pool, of which it followed the left bank. Breaking off suddenly, it narrowed into a rugged path which could be seen in the distance, standing like a ladder against a rampart, and which plunged into a narrow pass between two mountains wilder in appearance and rougher in outline than the ordinary Vosges landscape. ”

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Maurice Leblanc, The Frontier — Part I: Chapter 1 (1912)

“ The Old Mill occupied the round summit of a hill with slopes shelving down in a series of fairly large gardens, which Morestal cultivated with genuine enthusiasm. The property was surrounded by a high wall, the top of which was finished off with an iron trellis bristling with spikes. A spring leapt from place to place and fell in cascades to the bottom of the rocks decked with wild flowers, moss, lichen and maiden-hair ferns. ”

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Maurice Leblanc, The Frontier — Part I: Chapter 1 (1912)

“ He was tall and broad-shouldered; and his fresh-coloured face seemed young still, in spite of the fringe of white beard in which it was framed.
"Ah," he exclaimed, "what a treat to set eyes upon our dear Philippe again! It must be three years since we saw him last. Yes, of course, not since his appointment as professor of history in Paris. By Jove, the chap has made his way in the world! What a time we shall give him during the fortnight that he's with us! Walking ... exercise. ... He's all for the open-air life, like old Morestal!" ”

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Maurice Leblanc, The Frontier — Part I: Chapter 1 (1912)

“ Morestal, the son and grandson of well-to-do farmers, had increased his fathers' fortune tenfold by setting up a mechanical saw-yard at Saint-Élophe, the big neighbouring village. He was a plain, blunt man, as he himself used to say, "with no false bottom, nothing in my hands, nothing up my sleeves;" just a few moral ideas to guide his course through life, ideas as old and simple as could be. ”

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Maurice Leblanc, The Frontier — Part I: Chapter 1 (1912)

“ Do you mean to say you still speak to that dastard?"
"He's quite a decent man," she replied.
"He! A decent man! With theories like his!"
She hurried from the room, to escape the explosion. But Morestal was fairly started:
"Yes, yes, theories! I insist upon the word: theories! As a district-councillor, as Mayor of Saint-Élophe, I have the right to be present at his lessons. Oh, you have no idea of his way of teaching the history of France! ... In my time, the heroes were the Chevalier d'Assas, Bayard, La Tour d'Auvergne, all those beggars who shed lustre on our country. ”

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Maurice Leblanc, The Frontier — Part I: Chapter 1 (1912)

“ Listen ... listen. ... What gaiety!... What swagger!... I tell you, close to the frontier like this, it takes such an air. ..."
She listened too, seized with the same excitement, and asked, anxiously:
"Do you really think that war is possible?"
"Yes," he replied, "I do."
They were silent for a moment. And Morestal continued:
"It's a presentiment with me. ... We shall have it all over again, as in 1870. ... And, mark you, I hope that this time. ..." ”

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Maurice Leblanc, The Frontier — Part I: Chapter 1 (1912)

“ I say you were quite right. It's twelve o'clock and they are here, the two of them."
"Philippe and Marthe?"
"Yes, they are coming. They are close to the garden-entrance. Let's hurry down and meet them. ..." ”

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