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"Get off that horse and climb in here, you " De Launay's voice grew hard and incisive. "You got a warrant for my arrest?" "Warrant be hanged! You're an escaped prisoner! Climb down before we let you have it!" "That's interesting. Where's your extradition papers?" The officer shrieked his commands and imprecations, waving his pistol. De Launay grinned.
He stepped back, and, taking De Launay's arm, turned round at once, and walked away back to Ronsard's house by the path he had followed with such eagerness and care. Von Glauben watched the two tall figures disappear, and then with a troubled look, began to climb slowly up the rocks in the direction where Gloria had gone.
He did not stop for this but urged his horses steadily on until he had come to the windswept and comparatively clear divide and headed downward toward the cañon. The efficient Sucatash reported back to Solange the details of De Launay's escape, making them characteristically brief and colorful. Then, with the effective aid of MacKay, he set out to prepare for the expedition in search of the mine.
I went to the house of the Comtesse de Chavigny, a friend of De Launay's, who lives in the Rue du Mail. We had clothes brought there; and, as we were only a few steps off, we came here on foot, and here we are. On my honor, Messire Voyer d'Argenson would be clever, indeed, if he recognized us in this disguise."
De Launay's shot, which had crushed the edge of the rock to powder, had exposed to the prospector the glittering gold of French Pete's lost Bonanza! De Launay headed up into the hills, making for the spot he and others familiar with the region knew as The Crater.
The door that opened on the little porch, once hung with vines, but now bare and gray, opened and a stolid, dark foreigner appeared. He answered De Launay's hail in broken English, but the légionnaire's quick ear recognized the accent and he dropped into French. The man at once beamed a welcome, although the French he answered in was almost as bad as his English.
De Launay condescended to notice them. "In the battle of vin rouge," he said. "I reckon you-all musta won a round or two with the vin sisters, yourselves." "You're sure a-sayin' something, old-timer," said Dave, with emotion. For the first time he saw the rosette in De Launay's buttonhole. "You done a little more'n café fightin' though, to get that?" De Launay shrugged his shoulders.
The effect of the story was to leave them more doubtful than ever, but when Wallace tried to point out that she would be taking a very long chance to trust herself to a man of De Launay's character and reputation, she only spread her hands and laughed, declaring that she had no fear of him. He had been a soldier and a gentleman, whatever he was now.
A faint flush coloured De Launay's bronzed cheek, but he laughed. "True! I am glad I have never married. I am still more glad of circumstances" he paused, then went on, "which have so chanced to me that I shall never marry." He paused again then added "I must be gone, Von Glauben! I have to meet Prince Humphry at the quay with a message from his Majesty."
Her own eyes had caught only a momentary glimpse of a head above the edge of the rock and the black muzzle of a six-shooter creeping into line with them. Yet De Launay's movement was sure and accurate.
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