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this declaration is already made in all hearts," retorted Gilbert. "Do you know how many names are down in this district as volunteers to start for the campaign? Six hundred thousand. In the Jura, the women have proposed all the men shall march, as they, with pikes, will guard their homes."

      "You have spoken a word which makes me shudder – pikes! Oh, the pikes of '89! I can ever see the heads of my Life Guardsmen carried on the pikes' point."

      "Nevertheless, it was a woman, a mother, who suggested a national subscription to manufacture pikes."

      "Was it also a woman who suggested your Jacobins adopting the red cap of liberty, the color of blood?"

      "Your majesty is in error on that point," said Gilbert, although he did not care to enlighten the queen wholly on the ancient head-gear. "A symbol was wanted of equality, and as all Frenchmen could not well dress alike, a part of a dress was alone adopted: the cap such as the poor peasant wears. The red color was preferred, not as it happens to be that of blood, but because gay, bright, and a favorite with the masses."

      "All very fine, doctor," sneered the queen. "I do not despair of seeing such a partisan of novelties coming some day to feel the king's pulse, with the red cap on your head and a pike in your hand."

      Seeing that she could not win with such a man, the queen retired, half jesting, half bitter.

      Princess Elizabeth was about to do the same, when Gilbert appealed to her:

      "You love your brother, do you not?"

      "Love? The feeling is of adoration."

      "Then you are ready to transmit good advice to him, coming from a friend?"

      "Then, speak, speak!"

      "When his Feuillant Ministry falls, which will not take long, let him take a ministry with all the members wearing this red cap, though it so alarms the queen." And profoundly bowing, he went out.

      CHAPTER III.

      POWERFUL, PERHAPS; HAPPY, NEVER

      The Narbonne Ministry lasted three months. A speech of Vergniaud blasted it. On the news that the Empress of Russia had made a treaty with Turkey, and Austria and Prussia had signed an alliance, offensive and defensive, he sprung into the rostrum and cried:

      "I see the palace from here where this counter-revolution is scheming those plots which aim to deliver us to Austria. The day has come when you must put an end to so much audacity, and confound the plotters. Out of that palace have issued panic and terror in olden times, in the name of despotism – let them now rush into it in the name of the law!"

      Dread and terror did indeed enter the Tuileries, whence De Narbonne, wafted thither by a breath of love, was expelled by a gust of storm. This downfall occurred at the beginning of March, 1792.

      Scarce three months after the interview of Gilbert and the queen, a small, active, nervy little man, with flaming eyes blazing in a bright face, was ushered into King Louis' presence. He was aged fifty-six, but appeared ten years younger, though his cheek was brown with camp-fire smoke; he wore the uniform of a camp-marshal.

      The king cast a dull and heavy glance on the little man, whom he had never met; but it was not without observation. The other fixed on him a scrutinizing eye full of fire and distrust.

      "You are General Dumouriez? Count de Narbonne, I believe, called you to Paris?"

      "To announce that he gave me a division in the army in Alsace."

      "But you did not join, it appears?"

      "Sire, I accepted; but I felt that I ought to point out that as war impended" – Louis started visibly – "and threatened to become general," went on the soldier, without appearing to remark the emotion, "I deemed it good to occupy the south, where an attack might come unawares; consequently, it seemed urgent to me that a plan for movements there should be drawn up, and a general and army sent thither."

      "Yes; and you gave this plan to Count de Narbonne, after showing it to members of the Gironde?"

      "They are friends of mine, as I believe they are of your majesty."

      "Then I am dealing with a Girondist?" queried the monarch, smiling.

      "With a patriot, and faithful subject of his king."

      Louis bit his thick lips.

      "Was it to serve the king and the country the more efficaciously that you refused to be foreign minister for a time?"

      "Sire, I replied that I preferred, to being any kind of minister, the command promised me. I am a soldier, not a statesman."

      "I have been assured, on the contrary, that you are both," observed the sovereign.

      "I am praised too highly, sire."

      "It was on that assurance that I insisted."

      "Yes, sire; but in spite of my great regret, I was obliged to persist in refusing."

      "Why refuse?"

      "Because it is a crisis. It has upset De Narbonne and compromises Lessart. Any man has the right to keep out of employment or be employed, according to what he thinks he is fitted for. Now, my liege, I am good for something or for nothing. If the latter, leave me in my obscurity. Who knows for what fate you draw me forth? If I am good for something, do not give me power for an instant, the premier of a day, but place some solid footing under me that I may be your support at another day. Our affairs – your majesty will pardon me already regarding his business as mine – our affairs are in too great disfavor abroad for courts to deal with an ad interim ministry; this interregnum – you will excuse the frankness of an old soldier" – no one was less frank than Dumouriez, but he wanted to appear so at times – "this interval will be a blunder against which the House will revolt, and it will make me disliked there; more, I must say that it will injure the king, who will seem still to cling to his former Cabinet, and only be waiting for a chance to bring it back."

      "Were that my intention, do you not believe it possible, sir?"

      "I believe, sire, that it is full time to drop the past."

      "And make myself a Jacobin, as you have said to my valet, Laporte?"

      "Forsooth, did your majesty this, it would perplex all the parties, and the Jacobins most of all."

      "Why not straightway advise me to don the red cap?"

      "I wish I saw you in it," said Dumouriez.

      For an instant the king eyed with distrust the man who had thus replied to him; and then he resumed:

      "So you want a permanent office?"

      "I am wishing nothing at all, only ready to receive the king's orders; still, I should prefer them to send me to the frontier to retaining me in town."

      "But if I give you the order to stay, and the foreign office portfolio in permanency, what will you say?"

      "That your majesty has dispelled your prejudices against me," returned the general, with a smile.

      "Well, yes, entirely, general; you are my premier."

      "Sire, I am devoted to your service; but – "

      "Restrictions?"

      "Explanations, sire. The first minister's place is not what it was. Without ceasing to be your majesty's faithful servant on entering the post, I become the man of the nation. From this day, do not expect the language my predecessors used; I must speak according to the Constitution and liberty. Confined to my duties, I shall not play the courtier; I shall not have the time, and I drop all etiquette so as to better serve the king. I shall only work with you in private or at the council – and I warn you that it will be hard work."

      "Hard work – why?"

      "Why, it is plain; almost all your diplomatic corps are anti-revolutionists. I must urge you to change them, cross your tastes on the new choice, propose officials of whom your majesty never so much as heard the names, and others who will displease."

      "In which case?" quickly interrupted Louis.

      "Then I shall obey when your majesty's repugnance is too strong and well-founded,

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