20/22 The last words of each were, "Laurence, _cy meurs_!" The elder d'Hauteserre died a colonel at the attack on the redoubt at Moscow, where his brother took his place. While endeavoring to save this relic of the four gentlemen who for a few brief months had been so happy around her, Laurence, then thirty-two years of age, married him. She offered him a withered heart, but he accepted it; those who truly love doubt nothing or doubt all. The Bourbons returned too late for her. Nevertheless, she had no cause for complaint. |