Part 1. The Old Rule
Part 1. The Old Rule - Chapter 1. Monsieur The Secretary
_ PART I. THE OLD RULE
CHAPTER I. MONSIEUR THE SECRETARY
These are they
Who ride on the court gale, control its tides；
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Whose frown abases and whose smile exalts.
They shine like any rainbow--and, perchance,
Their colours are as transient.
Old Play
It was spring at Bellecour--the spring of 1789, a short three months before the fall of the Bastille came to give the nobles pause, and make them realise that these new philosophies, which so long they have derided, were by no means the idle vapours they had deemed them.
By the brook, plashing its glittering course through the park of Bellecour, wandered La Boulaye, his long, lean, figure clad with a sombreness that was out of harmony in that sunlit, vernal landscape. But the sad-hued coat belied that morning a heart that sang within his breast as joyously as any linnet of the woods through which he strayed.

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