"Yes; and Eugene is the only son of the general's first wife, for he has been twice married, too," said Madame Ribeaupierre, with one of her merry little laughs.
"But I have always loved you, madame, as my mother," said the young officer.
"Indeed, child, you never knew any other," replied madame, as Eugene kissed her forehead very affectionately.
"Then was your first husband a Scotsman?" asked Lord Rohallion.
"He was, monsieur le general, a captain in the King's service during the monarchy."
"Was he killed in action, madame?"
"No, poor man—he was drowned at sea."
"In what year was this?"
"Alas! it was in 1798."
A keen, bright glance was exchanged by Lord and Lady Rohallion on hearing this; a light seemed to break upon their minds simultaneously.