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You don't believe it? I am a Freemason, I am, Chrysler," he said, sententiously, with a trace of the champagne, "I have observed a square and compass among the charms at your watch-chain. You know, therefore, your duties towards a brother, not, perhaps, not to see; but having seen, not to divulge. You understand?" "Perfectly, my dear De Bleury. Excuse me, I have an engagement at the Manoir."
Once thus Chrysler met Libergent driving Grandmoulin in a "buck-board," while another person sat in the back seat. "Chrysler! Chrysler! Listen!" exclaimed the person in the back seat. Chrysler recognized an Ottawa acquaintance. "De Bleury! how do you do!" De Bleury put his hand on the reins to stop the vehicle: "Come up here, Chrysler, we go past the Manoir." "Thank you, I enjoy walking."
Meantime the knock sounded once more and pair of heavy steps came up the stairs, and tramped towards them; and some indefinable recognition of the heavy tread came vaguely to Chrysler. The steps stopped, the note was withdrawn, the tread sank away down the stairs, and De Bleury, rollicking with suppressed laughter, opened the door. "You have overseen a ceremony of the Freemasons," he said. "Truly.
What was her surprise when, early in the forenoon, a messenger arrived from Valricour with a note from Madame de Bleury, informing her that immediately on the departure of the coach on the previous evening Isidore had left the chateau in company with Mademoiselle de Valricour, and that they had not since returned.
His own surname had first of all been simply Bleury, but energetic genealogical researches having discovered to him that the founder of his line in France was a Scotch adventurer, he made bold to resurrect the original name, and add to it what was already a "Charles Réné Marie-Auguste-Raoul-St. Cyr-de Bleury."
De Bleury, however, by holding his purse up to the chink of light, managed to assure himself of the denomination of a bank-note, and then, turning hastily, lifted the sliding door of the ticket-hole a trifle and pushing out the money, left it partly under the slide, letting in a grey beam on their darkness. He then silently applied his eye to an augur-hole above the slide, and waited.
Glass after glass interminable disappeared down his throat in a kind of intermittent cascade. The Ontarian laughed more than he had done for many a year. "But, De Bleury," he got breath to say, "what is your important capacity here, that they give you such sumptuous quarters?" "Commercial traveller in the only commerce of the country.
Libergent, accompanied by De Bleury, came over at once, for he had a good deal at stake in seeing that Spoon's trial should lead to no unpleasant revelations or consequences to the party. Closeted not more than half an hour he came out and said publicly to l'Honorable, who took seat as Magistrate upon the Bench under the great lion-and-unicorn painting.
It's like a bailiff we used to tease; he had no money, poor devil, so when he came into the bar he used to say to us, 'Make me drunk and have some fun with me. 'Pay my taxes and have some fun with me: the same thing, you see. All men are merchandise. Ross de Bleury alone has no price but for a regular good guzzler, I could embezzle a Returning Officer." A rap sounded on the door of the stairs.
On the following afternoon, after giving Madame de Bleury strict injunctions to keep a watchful eye on the movements of mademoiselle, the baroness repaired to the Chateau de Beaujardin for the purpose of making the marquis acquainted with so much of what had recently transpired as it was desirable that he should know. This was a business requiring considerable tact and discretion.
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