The Heroic Baron
“The old woman on the crudely constructed rope bed in the corner of the dim room reached up a gnarled hand in gratitude to cup Cecile’s smooth cheek. “I hope you haven’t given me more than can you afford to spare. There are so many others in need and there’s your brother too, West-ce pas?”
Cecile tucked the frayed blankets about the woman.
“We must all do what we can for one another in these times. Do not fret over me. I have work” Work that allowed her to pick over the spoils of the wealthy gen...eral’s kitchen; work that allowed her to play her treasured violin every night in order to earn the largesse of the general and his friends while they sat around their groaning supper tables toasting the New Regime under Napoleon. For Cecile and others like her, the New Regime didn’t look or act much differently than the old.
“I’ll see you tomorrow. I’ll bring medicine and a hot soup with a carrot” Cecile assured the old woman. She picked her basket up from the rickety table in the room’s center and took a final look at the dingy lodgings, making a mental note of the woman’s needs.MoreLess
Cecile tucked the frayed blankets about the woman.
“We must all do what we can for one another in these times. Do not fret over me. I have work” Work that allowed her to pick over the spoils of the wealthy gen...eral’s kitchen; work that allowed her to play her treasured violin every night in order to earn the largesse of the general and his friends while they sat around their groaning supper tables toasting the New Regime under Napoleon. For Cecile and others like her, the New Regime didn’t look or act much differently than the old.
“I’ll see you tomorrow. I’ll bring medicine and a hot soup with a carrot” Cecile assured the old woman. She picked her basket up from the rickety table in the room’s center and took a final look at the dingy lodgings, making a mental note of the woman’s needs.MoreLess
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