Chapter 103

On our return from the house of prayer I spent the early part of the morning in composing letters to some school companions at Heidelberg, not forgetting at the equivalent time to ship off my uncle's head servant advising him to secure one more duplicate of the

Standard of the date July second, and to advance it to Rivoli.

My uncle, possessing himself with the documents of the paper being referred to, was somewhere down in the labyrinths of legislative issues, and leaned toward Daphne occasionally with extricates from the speech of legislators out of office, such that the nation was on

the night before ruin, and that only an expedient return of the Resistance to control could at any point fix matters — articulations which my uncle, who leaned toward the Resistance, viewed as significantly obvious.

Daphne yawned at the looming fall of her country without appearing to be much dazzled consequently; lastly, putting on her cap, she shouted it was a delightful morning for a walk, and walked