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he had not married till late in life; and
the young Marquis, when he was only seventeen, had to take on
himself the guardianship of his sister Agatha, and the management of
the paternal property. The old man was unable to leave his chair, and
though he still retained his senses, was well pleased to give up to the
son of his old age the rights and privileges which in the course of
nature would descend to him.
Without being absolutely handsome, young Larochejaquelin was of a
very prepossessing appearance. He was tall and robust, well made, and
active. Though he had not attained that breadth of shoulder, and
expansion of chest, which a few years would probably have given him,
he had the perfect use of his limbs, and was full of health and youthful
energy; his eyes were bright, and of a clear blue colour; his hair was
light, and his upper lip could already boast that ornament which the
then age, and his own position made allowable. He was a favourite with
all who knew him--more so even than his friend de Lescure; and it is
saying much in his favour to declare that a year's residence amongst all
that was beautiful and charming in Paris, had hitherto done but little to
spoil him.
Adolphe Denot was an orphan, but also possessed of a fair property in
the province of Poitou. He had, when very young, been left to the
guardianship of the Marquis de La Rochejaquelin, and had at intervals,
during his holidays, and after he had left school, spent much of his time
at Durbellière, the family residence of the La Rochejaquelins. Henri
had of course contracted a close friendship with him; but this arose
more from the position in which they were placed together, than a
similarity of disposition. They were, indeed, very unlike; Adolphe was
somewhat older than the other, but he had neither his manliness of
manner nor strength of character; he was more ambitious to be popular,
without the same capacity of making himself so: he had as much
romantic love of poetical generosity, without the same forgetfulness of
self to enable him to emulate in practice the characters, which he
admired in description; he had much veneration for poetic virtue,

though but little strength to accomplish practical excellence. He had, on
leaving school, proclaimed himself to be an ardent admirer of Rousseau;
he had been a warm partizan of the revolution, and had displayed a
most devoted enthusiasm to his country at the fête of the Champ de
Mars. Latterly, however, the circles which he mostly frequented in
Paris had voted strong revolutionary ardour to be mauvais ton; a kind
of modulated royalism, or rather Louis Seizeism, had become
fashionable; and Adolphe Denot was not the man to remain wilfully out
of the fashion. On the 10th of August, he was a staunch supporter of the
monarchy.
Adolphe Denot was a much handsomer man than his friend; his
features were better formed, and more regular; he had beautifully white
teeth, an almost feminine mouth, a straight Grecian nose, and delicately
small hands and feet; but he was vain of his person, and ostentatious;
fond of dress and of jewellery. He was, moreover, suspicious of neglect,
and vindictive when neglected; querulous of others, and intolerant of
reproof himself; exigeant among men, and more than politely flattering
among women. He was not, however, without talent, and a kind of
poetic fecundity of language, which occasionally made him brilliant in
society; it was, however, generally speaking, those who knew him least
who liked him best.
Larochejaquelin, however, was always true to him; he knew that he was
an orphan, without brother, sister, or relatives, and with the devotion of
a real friend, he overlooked all his faults, and greatly magnified his
talents. For Henri's sake, M. de Lescure tolerated him, and the three
were therefore much together; they came from the same country; they
belonged to the same club; they had the same political sympathies; and
were looked upon as dear and stedfast friends.
On the 10th of August, the King left the Tuilleries, and took refuge in
the National Assembly; during the greater part of the night he remained
there with his family. Early on the following morning, he was removed,
under a guard, to the Feuillants; and on the 12th it was decided that he
should be confined in the prison of the Temple.
It was on the morning of the 12th, that the last meeting of the little club

of the Poitevins took place.
They met with throbbing hearts and blank faces; they all felt that evil
days had come that the Revolution which had been so petted and
caressed by the best and fairest in France, had become a beast of