6/11 "Pshaw, Andrea! beggars have no friends. But stay; find Stanislas de Gouville. There is no better blade in Paris. If he will join us in this frolic, and you can hold off Canaples until either St.Auban or Montmedy is disposed of, we may yet leave the three of them on the field of battle. Courage, Andrea! Dum spiramus, speramus." My words seemed to cheer him, and when presently he left me to seek out the redoubtable Gouville, the poor lad's face was brighter by far than when he had entered my room. |