Sabine Baring-Gould

Name: Jacquetta — Chapter XIII
Author: Sabine Baring-Gould

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“Jacquetta — Chapter XIII”, published in 1886, is a work by Sabine Baring-Gould. It explores elements such as Jacquetta, baby and Coquillicot.

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Sabine Baring-Gould, Jacquetta — Chapter XIII (1886)

“ Coquillicot was harnessed into the victoria, and Jean sat on the box. Coquillicot was in his old dingy harness, mended in many places. The contrast was too grotesque between the stylish English carriage and the shabby driver and harness, and horse from the plough.
‘This will never do,’ said the baroness. ‘Every one will jeer as we pass through Nantes. I had no idea how mean Coquillicot was. He is unfit to be put in this victoria. I had no conception the harness was in such a condition. Drive back, Jean, and reharness Coquillicot into the old family coach. ”

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Sabine Baring-Gould, Jacquetta — Chapter XIII (1886)

“ Run, Celestine, run and bring me the letter.’
Mdlle. de Pleurans returned turning the envelope about. It was addressed to the baroness. She tore it open and read—
‘My dearest Mother,—You know that I adore you—only second to my wife, who occupies the first place in my heart. Always having your wishes and interests near my heart, mamma, I believe that I have acted as you would have desired. I know and deplore the fatal estrangement that exists between you and my beloved, angelic Jacquetta. But—it exists. You view her with an eye devoid of tenderness. ”

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Sabine Baring-Gould, Jacquetta — Chapter XIII (1886)

“ The little man had the constitution of a Jean Bull—though he has the soul of a Frenchman. Have you heard him roar? It is the roar of a lion. I never heard a little Montcontour, nor a de Pleurans, nor a Puygarreau, nor any babe of our ancient nobility roar like Joseph Marie. Veritably it shook the house; the foundations quaked. Those must be lungs which could roar like that! Lungs! they are forge bellows. We must give Jacquetta her due, she has given us a constitution in our baby, and she has considered my wishes in giving me a boy.’
‘The time passes heavily without him.’
‘Yes, Celestine. ”

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Sabine Baring-Gould, Jacquetta — Chapter XIII (1886)

“ The ladies got into the carriage, and Coquillicot danced along the road with them.
‘The motion in this equipage,’ said the dowager, ‘strikes me as—as bouncing. I never remarked it before. I do not feel well. I think it will give me sea-sickness.’
‘Oh, Josephine, think of baby on the ocean, tossed on the waves. The feeling is alike in this conveyance and in the boat. Be it so. I also am unwell. We are—are like baby at this moment. It is very touching! It is poetical.’
‘Jean! Drive round by the presbytery. We will summon the curé to sup with us. We must have society. ”

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Sabine Baring-Gould, Jacquetta — Chapter XIII (1886)

“ What is a farm to wife and child.’
‘But why do we go by sea from Nantes instead of by coach to St. Malo?’
‘It will be better for baby, and your cheeks are pale, the sea air will restore your health.’
‘I am afraid, Alphonse, you will miss your occupation on the estate and farm.’
‘But I shall have to cultivate my wife’s society, and that will be better.’
A day or two after the departure of her son and daughter-in-law and grandchild, the old baroness said to her sister sharply, ‘Mon Dieu, Celestine, how silent you are. Why do you not talk? ”

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Sabine Baring-Gould, Jacquetta — Chapter XIII (1886)

“ The baroness said on her return, ‘Go to the cook, Celestine, and tell her to give us something good. If we cannot have the baby, we must have to eat, and stifle our sorrow, and fill the void as we may. Fricandeau de veau aux truffles. It is the time of larks—anges à cheval.’
Presently Mdlle. de Pleurans came back in agitation. ‘My sister—the cook has gone. The baron dismissed her with a month’s wage, and old Germaine is back—and her cooking, as you remember, is detestable. What is to be done?’
‘What was Alphonse thinking of? One must eat. One cannot devour leather. ”

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Sabine Baring-Gould, Jacquetta — Chapter XIII (1886)

“ The curé read the epistle, then waved his arms, and paced the room. ‘It is just! He has echoed your thoughts. Ah, madarne, come! Away with all this splendid furniture. Let us tear down the damask curtains, and put up the shabby old green rags instead. ”

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