Barry Lyndon HTML version

Chapter 9
I Appear In A Manner Becoming My Name And Lineage
Fortune smiling at parting upon Monsieur de Balibari, enabled him to win a handsome
sum with his faro-bank.
At ten o'clock the next morning, the carriage of the Chevalier de Balibari drew up as
usual at the door of his hotel; and the Chevalier, who was at his window, seeing the
chariot arrive, came down the stairs in his usual stately manner.
'Where is my rascal Ambrose?' said he, looking around and not finding his servant to
open the door.
'I will let down the steps for your honour,' said a gendarme, who was standing by the
carriage; and no sooner had the Chevalier entered, than the officer jumped in after him,
another mounted the box by the coachman, and the latter began to drive.
'Good gracious!' said the Chevalier, 'what is this?'
'You are going to drive to the frontier,' said the gendarme, touching his hat.
'It is shameful--infamous! I insist upon being put down at the Austrian Ambassador's
'I have orders to gag your honour if you cry out,' said the gendarme.
'All Europe shall hear of this!' said the Chevalier, in a fury.
'As you please,' answered the officer, and then both relapsed into silence.
The silence was not broken between Berlin and Potsdam, through which place the
Chevalier passed as His Majesty was reviewing his guards there, and the regiments of
Bulow, Zitwitz, and Henkel de Donnersmark. As the Chevalier passed His Majesty, the
King raised his hat and said, 'Qu'il ne descende pas: je lui souhaite un bon voyage.' The
Chevalier de Balibari acknowledged this courtesy by a profound bow.
They had not got far beyond Potsdam, when boom! the alarm cannon began to roar.
'It is a deserter,' said the officer.
'Is it possible?' said the Chevalier, and sank back into his carriage again.
Hearing the sound of the guns, the common people came out along the road with fowling-
pieces and pitchforks, in hopes to catch the truant. The gendarmes seemed very anxious