. . .
Heigho! how bracing the air is, and what a night for a ride!
I've a mind to exercise Madame's horse. A long lone ride on the
opposite side of the lake, on the road to Italy; come, let's try
it. Better that than mope."
He mounted to the veranda, and for the first time he noticed the
suppressed excitement which lit the faces of those around him.
Groups were gathered here and there, talking, gesticulating, and
flourishing the evening papers. He moved toward the nearest
group.
"The archbishop has dismissed the cabinet . . . crisis imminent."
"The Austrian minister has recalled his invitations to the
embassy ball."
"The archbishop will not be able to form another cabinet."
"Count von Wallenstein . . . "
"Mollendorf and Beauvais, too--"
"The king is dying . . . The archbishop has been given full
powers."
"The army will revolt unless Beauvais is recalled."
"And the Marshal says here . . ."
Maurice waited to hear no more, but climbed through the window
into the office.
"By George, something has happened since last night. I must have
an evening paper." He found one, and read an elaborate account
of what had taken place during the day.
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