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Some day I shall give you the right to call me yours; but this right you have not yet." Ernanton rose, pale and angry. "Excuse me, madame," said he, "it seems I commit nothing but follies here; I am not yet accustomed to the habits of Paris. It is your custom as a Parisian, and your right as a princess. I accept it, therefore, only I have not been accustomed to it.
Arrived there and feeling herself in safety, she pressed Ernanton's hand, and said, "M. Ernanton, after what has just passed, after the insult which, in spite of your courage, you could not defend me from, and which might probably be renewed, we can come here no more; seek, I beg of you, some house in the neighborhood to sell or to let; before long you shall hear from me."
"M. le Comte," said Ernanton, "you will excuse me for taking leave, but I believe that is my signal." A third whistle sounded. "Go, monsieur," said Joyeuse; "and good luck to you." Ernanton made off quickly, while Joyeuse began to walk back more gloomily than ever. "Now for my accustomed task," said he; "let me knock as usual at this cursed door which never opens to me."
Ernanton took it and read these words: "Order to M. de Loignac to take the command of the forty-five gentlemen whom I have sent for to Paris with the consent of his majesty. "Duc d'Epernon." They all bowed at this.
At present I do not know the capacities of any one, but I shall watch and learn. Now, go, gentlemen; and M. de Montcrabeau and M. de Pincornay, you will remember that I expect your fines to be paid to-morrow." They all retired except Ernanton, who lingered behind. "Do you wish anything?" asked De Loignac.
When the young man entered the antechamber, he smelled a strong aromatic odor, the work, doubtless, of some susceptible person, who had thus tried to overcome the smell of cooking exhaled from the kitchen. Ernanton, after opening the door, stopped for an instant to contemplate one of those elegant female figures which must always command attention, if not love.
But as he rose, his face changed its expression. "I will make room for you, monsieur," said he, gently; "and in doing so address to you my frank and sincere apologies for my stupid aggression just now; I was drunk; forgive me." This declaration did not satisfy Ernanton; but the cries of joy that proceeded from all the rest decided him to say no more, although a glance at St.
I was immensely relieved at this melting of the ice, just when I was beginning to feel that I was becoming a spectacle. "I am Ernanton de Launay, Sieur de la Tournoire," I said, and to fill up the embarrassing pause that followed, I added, "and, being a Huguenot, I am a nobody in Paris, in fact, a mere volunteer in the French Guards." "Well, Monsieur Guardsman, what do you wish to say to me?"
The duke, exhausted by talking, and by the effort of writing the letter, sank back on his straw. "Monsieur," said the soldier, in a tone little in harmony with his dress, "you bound me very tight, it is true, but I shall regard my chains as bonds of friendship, and will prove it to you some day." And he held out a hand whose whiteness Ernanton had already remarked.
"Ernanton de Launay?" he repeated, looking up inquiringly. "Ernanton de Launay, Sieur de la Tournoire, " I went on. He stared at me aghast, as if my presumption really passed all bounds, but a glint of light on my sword caught his eye, he carried his eye along to the point, which was under his nose, and he wrote: " is to pass free in the province, and from it, with all his company." "No, no, no!
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