clear that she had entered a
convent. Montriveau determined to
search, or to
institute a search, for her through every
conventin the world. He must have her, even at the cost of all the
lives in a town. And in justice to this
extraordinary man, it
must be said that his frenzied
passion awoke to the same ardour
daily and lasted through five years. Only in 1829 did the Duc de
Navarreins hear by chance that his daughter had travelled to
Spain as Lady Julia Hopwood's maid, that she had left her service
at Cadiz, and that Lady Julia never discovered that Mlle Caroline
was the
illustriousduchess whose sudden
disappearance filled the
minds of the highest society of Paris.
The feelings of the two lovers when they met again on either side
of the
grating in the Carmelite
convent should now be
comprehended to the full, and the
violence of the
passionawakened in either soul will
doubtless explain the
catastrophe of
the story.
In 1823 the Duc de Langeais was dead, and his wife was free.
Antoinette de Navarreins was living, consumed by love, on a ledge
of rock in the Mediterranean; but it was in the Pope's power to
dissolve Sister Theresa's vows. The happiness bought by so much
love might yet bloom for the two lovers. These thoughts sent
Montriveau flying from Cadiz to Marseilles, and from Marseilles
to Paris.
A few months after his return to France, a merchant brig, fitted
out and munitioned for active service, set sail from the port of
Marseilles for Spain. The
vessel had been chartered by several
distinguished men, most of them Frenchmen, who,
smitten with a
romantic
passion for the East, wished to make a journey to those
lands. Montriveau's familiar knowledge of Eastern customs made
him an
invaluable travelling
companion, and at the
entreaty of
the rest he had joined the
expedition; the Minister of War
appointed him lieutenant-general, and put him on the Artillery
Commission to
facilitate his departure.
Twenty-fours hours later the brig lay to off the north-west shore
of an island within sight of the Spanish coast. She had been
specially chosen for her
shallow keel and light mastage, so that
she might lie at
anchor in safety half a
league away from the
reefs that secure the island from approach in this direction. If
fishing
vessels or the people on the island caught sight of the
brig, they were scarcely likely to feel
suspicious of her at
once; and besides, it was easy to give a reason for her presence
without delay. Montriveau hoisted the flag of the United States
before they came in sight of the island, and the crew of the
vessel were all American sailors, who spoke nothing but English.
One of M. de Montriveau's
companions took the men
ashore in the
ship's longboat, and made them so drunk at an inn in the little
town that they could not talk. Then he gave out that the brig
was manned by treasure-seekers, a gang of men whose hobby was
well known in the United States; indeed, some Spanish
writer had
written a history of them. The presence of the brig among the
reefs was now
sufficiently explained. The owners of the
vessel,
according to the self-styled boatswain's mate, were looking for
the wreck of a galleon which foundered thereabouts in 1778 with a
cargo of treasure from Mexico. The people at the inn and the
authorities asked no more questions.
Armand, and the
devoted friends who were helping him in his
difficult
enterprise, were all from the first of the opinion that
there was no hope of rescuing or carrying off Sister Theresa by
force or
stratagem from the side of the little town. Wherefore
these bold spirits, with one
accord, determined to take the bull
by the horns. They would make a way to the
convent at the most
seemingly
inaccessible point; like General Lamarque, at the
storming of Capri, they would
conquer Nature. The cliff at the
end of the island, a sheer block of
granite, afforded even less
hold than the rock of Capri. So it seemed at least to
Montriveau, who had taken part in that
incredibleexploit, while
the nuns in his eyes were much more redoubtable than Sir Hudson
Lowe. To raise a hubbub over carrying off the Duchess would
cover them with
confusion. They might as well set siege to the
town and
convent, like pirates, and leave not a single soul to
tell of their
victory. So for them their
expedition wore but two
aspects. There should be a conflagration and a feat of arms that
should
dismay all Europe, while the motives of the crime remained