Both gentlemen found the presence of the Baron of Bradwardine (for by this time all three had approached the Chevalier by his command) an insurmountable barrier against entering upon a subject where the name of his daughter must unavoidably be mentioned.

They turned their eyes on the ground, with looks in which shame and embarrassment were mingled with displeasure.
The Prince, who had been educated amongst the discontented and mutinous spirits of the court of St.Germains, where feuds of every kind were the daily subject of solicitude to the dethroned sovereign, had served his apprenticeship, as old Frederick of Prussia would have said, to the trade of royalty.

To promote or restore concord among his followers was indispensable.

Accordingly he took his measures.
'Monsieur de Beaujeu!' 'Monseigneur!' said a very handsome French cavalry officer, who was in attendance.
'Ayez la bonte d'alligner ces montagnards la, ainsi que la cavalerie, s'il vous plait, et de les remettre a la marche.

Vous parlez si bien l'Anglois, cela ne vous donneroit pas beaucoup de peine.' 'Ah! pas de tout, Monseigneur,' replied Mons.