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THE VICOMTE DE BRAGELONNE
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porch, regained his horse, mounted, and set off as if he had had Monsieur's guards at his heels.

CHAPTER IV.

FATHER AND SON.

Raoul followed the well-known road, so dear to his memory, which led from Blois to the residence of the Comte de la Fere.

The reader will dispense with a second description of that habitation; he, perhaps, has been with us there before, and knows it. Only, since our last journey thither, the walls had taken a grayer tint, and the brick-work assumed a more harmonious copper tone; the trees had grown, and many that then only stretched their slender branches along the tops of the hedges, now, bushy, strong, and luxuriant, cast around, beneath boughs swollen with sap, a thick shade of flowers or fruit for the benefit of the traveler.

Raoul perceived, from a distance, the two little turrets, the dovecote in the elms, and the flights of pigeons, which wheeled incessantly around that brick cone, seemingly with- out a power to quit it, like the sweet memories which hover round a spirit at peace.

As he approached he heard the noise of the pulleys which grated under the weight of the mossy pails; he also fancied he heard the melancholy moaning of the water which falls back again into the wells—a sad, funereal,solemn sound, which strikes the ear of the child and the poet—both dreamers—which the English call splash, Arabian poets, gasgachau, and which we Frenchmen, who would be poets, can only translate by a paraphrase—"the noise of water falling into water."

It was more than a year since Raoul had been to visit his father. He had passed the whole time in the household of M. le Prince. In fact, after all the commotions of the Fronde, of the early period of which we formerly attempted to give a sketch, Louis de Condehad made a public, solemn, and frank reconciliation with the court. During all the time that the rupture between the king and the prince had lasted, the prince, who had long entertained a great regard for Bragelonne, had in vain offered him advantages of the most dazzling kind for a young man. The Comte de la Fere, still faithful to his principles of loyalty and royalty,