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FORE:With tears of joy Lisette witnessed the entry into Paris of the Comte d��Artois on April 12th and of Louis XVIII. shortly afterwards. By his side sat the Duchesse d��Angoul��me, whose smiles mingled with sadness amidst the shouts of ��Vive le Roi��; recalled the remembrance that she was traversing the route by which her mother had passed to the scaffold.����The young Comte de Beaujolais, in the innocence [427] of his soul, has always remained a Bourbon, and this amiable boy feels a tender sympathy for my misfortunes. The other day he sent me in secret a person named Alexandre, a valet de chambre of good education. This worthy man, whose open expression impressed me in his favour, knelt down when he came near me, wiped away some tears and gave me a letter from the young prince, in which I found the most touching words and the purest sentiments. The good Alexandre begged me to keep this a profound secret, and told me that the Comte de Beaujolais often talked of escaping from his father and dying in arms for the defence of his King.

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