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In Troubadour-Land - A Ramble in Provence and Languedoc by S. (Sabine) Baring-Gould
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shoulder. A flash in his face, full of surprise sliding into ecstasy. He
could not understand this sudden change in her disposition, and I am quite
sure she never gave him the key.

I left the carriage at Frejus, and at parting caught her eye. She laughed,
so did I. We understood each other. Now, as it happened, at Nice, when I
was seeking a carriage, I entered one where were a lady and an elderly
gentleman.

At the first glance I recognised a "Milord Anglais," the lady was his
daughter. At the same moment that I said to myself, "This carriage will
never do for me," the lady addressed me, "Monsieur! ce voitoore est
reservee a noos doox."

If I had gone to Frejus with them, I should have missed that little episode
of the young married couple and that would have grieved me, and the
reconciliation would not have been brought about before Marseilles. Oh, how
grateful I was to fate, that the lady had said, "Monsieur! ce voitoore est
reservee a noos doox."




CHAPTER III.

FREJUS.


The freedman of Pliny--Forum Julii--The Port of Agay--The Port
of Frejus--Roman castle--Aqueduct--The lantern of Augustus--The
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