Part 4 out of 4
Estelle, between her brother and her friend, and followed by all the
rest, was conducted by the French Consul to the chapel, arranged in one
of the Moorish rooms. There stood beside the altar his two chaplains,
and at once mass was commenced, while all threw themselves on their
knees in thankfulness; and at the well-known sound a ray of
intelligence and joy began to brighten even poor Phelim's features.
Arthur, in overflowing joy, could not but kneel with the others; and
when the service concluded with the Te Deum's lofty praise, his tears
dropped for joy and gratitude that the captivity was over, the children
safe, and himself no longer an outcast and exile.
He had, however, to take leave of the children sooner than he wished,
for the Calypso had to sail the next day.
Ulysse wept bitterly, clung to him, and persisted that he WAS their
secretary, and must go with them. Estelle, too, had tears in her eyes;
but she said, half in earnest, 'You know, Mentor vanished when
Telemaque came home! Some day, Monsieur, you will come to see us at
Paris, and we shall know how to show our gratitude!'
Both Lanty and Maitre Hebert promised to write to M. Arture; and in due
time he received not only their letters but fervent acknowledgments
from the Comte de Bourke, who knew that to him was owing the life and
liberty of the children.
From Lanty Arthur further heard that the poor Abbe had languished and
died soon after reaching home. His faithful foster-brother was deeply
distressed, though the family had rewarded the fidelity of the servants
by promoting Hebert to be intendant of the Provencal estates, while
Lanty was wedded to Victorine, with a dot that enabled them to start a
flourishing perruquier's shop, and make a home for his mother when
little Jacques outgrew her care.
Estelle was in due time married to a French nobleman, and in after
years 'General Sir Arthur Hope' took his son and daughter to pay her a
long visit in her Provencal chateau, and to converse on the strange
adventures that seemed like a dream. He found her a noble lady, well
fulfilling the promise of her heroic girlhood, and still lamenting the
impossibility of sending any mission to open the eyes of the half-