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"Come into the chapel," said Camille, with a voice that showed he was
hurt.
They entered the chapel, and there they saw something that thoroughly
surprised them: a marble monument to the memory of Raynal. It leaned
at present against the wall below the place prepared to receive it.
The inscription, short, but emphatic, and full of feeling, told of the
battles he had fought in, including the last fatal skirmish, and his
marriage with the heiress of Beaurepaire; and, in a few soldier-like
words, the uprightness, simplicity, and generosity of his character.
They were so touched by this unexpected trait in Camille that they both
threw their arms round his neck by one impulse. "Am I wrong to be proud
of him?" said Josephine, triumphantly.
"Well, don't say too much to me," said Camille, looking down confused.
"One tries to be good; but it is very hard--to some of us--not to you,
Josephine; and, after all, it is only the truth that we have written on
that stone. Poor Raynal! he was my old comrade; he saved me from death,
and not a soldier's death--drowning; and he was a better man than I am,
or ever shall be.
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