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Behind him came Carlat, and behind him Bigot, lighting both; and in the confusion of her thoughts as she rose to her feet the three, all staring at her in a common amazement, seemed a company.
Looking back as they rode clear of the wooden houses of Ponts de Ce, he missed Tavannes and several of his men; and he wondered if Count Hannibal had remained on his own side of the river. It seemed possible; and in that event La Tribe and he and Carlat might deal with Badelon and the four who still escorted them.
And always Carlat answered, "Ay, by Challans, Monsieur, so be it!" He proved, too, so far right in his prediction that noon saw them drag, a weary train, into the hamlet of Lege, where the road from Nantes to Olonne runs southward over the level of Poitou.
Your mistress says that he knows that I am here." For a moment Javette looked startled. "It is possible," she muttered. "But he has gone out." Madame Carlat clapped her hands. "I heard the door close," she said, "three minutes ago."
In 1476, during the Duke of Burgundy's first campaign against the Swiss, the more or less active participation of the Duke of Nemours with the king's enemies appeared to Louis so grave, that he gave orders to his son-in-law, Peter of Bourbon, Sire de Beaujeu, to go and besiege him in his castle of Carlat, in Auvergne.
Half a mile away, two or three dots could be seen approaching across the plain. He turned again. "You know the road?" he said, curtly addressing the young man. "Perfectly. As well as Carlat." "Then lead the way, Monsieur, with Badelon. And spare neither whip nor spur. There will be need of both, if we would lie warm to-night."
He did not know what to answer, for the jealous eyes of the frightened waiting-woman, fierce with the fierceness of a hunted animal, were on him. The Carlat and she had heard, could hear. At last "Better one than none!" he muttered, in a voice so low that if the servants caught his meaning it was but indistinctly. "I have to think of you." "And I of them," she answered firmly. "Nor is that all.
"He never said that he would not return until to-morrow!" "He did, my lamb, he did!" the old woman answered with tears. "Would I deceive you?" "He said he would not return?" "He said he would not return until to-morrow. You had until to-morrow, he said." "And then?" "He would come and bring the priest with him," Madame Carlat replied sorrowfully. "The priest? To-morrow!" Mademoiselle cried.
In less than half a minute three men had thrown off their boots, and were swimming across, amid the laughter and shouts of their fellows. In five minutes the boat was brought. It was not large and would hold no more than four. Tavannes' eye fell on Carlat. "You understand a boat," he said. "Go with Madame St. Lo. And you, M. La Tribe." "But you are coming?" Madame St.
An hour later Count Hannibal rode in with six of his eight men, and, after a few minutes' parley with Badelon, who was scanning the horses, he called Carlat to him. The old man came. "Can we reach Vrillac to-night?" Count Hannibal asked curtly. "By Challans, my lord," the steward answered, "I think we can. We call it seven hours' riding from here." "And that route is the shortest?"
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