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This Saint-Eustache is driving a brisk trade, by God, and some fine prizes have already fallen to his lot. But if you add them all together, they are not likely to yield as much as this his latest expedition. Unless you intervene, Bardelys, the Vicomte de Lavedan is doomed and his family houseless." "I will intervene," I cried. "By God, I will!
I shall never forgive myself if through my having taken refuge here I should have encompassed your destruction." "There is no question of that," he replied, with the quick generosity characteristic of the man. "This is the work of Saint-Eustache. Sooner or later I always feared that it would happen, for sooner or later he and I must have come to enmity over my daughter.
By your leave, I will have my men refreshed, and thereafter I shall take the road to Toulouse again. I can only hope that my intervention with the King may bear better fruit." Although I spoke in a subdued key, Saint-Eustache, who stood near us, overheard me, as his face very clearly testified. "Remain here, sir," she replied, with some effusion, "and follow us when you are rested." "Follow you?"
From Saint-Eustache he had gathered the mistake there was, and for his wager's sake he would let the error prevail, and hurry me to the scaffold. What else might I have expected from the man that had lured me into such a wager a wager which the knowledge he possessed had made him certain of winning?
Saint-Eustache coloured to the roots of his hair, then, turning hastily to the driver, he bade him start. He would have closed the door with that, but that madame thrust herself forward. That was the Chevalier's chance to be avenged. "You cannot go," said he. "Cannot?" Her cheeks reddened. "Why not, monsieur Lesperon? "I have no reasons to afford you," he answered brutally. "You cannot go."
I heard the deep bass of Castelroux's "Mordieux!" the sharp gasp of fear from Saint-Eustache, who already in imagination beheld his friend stretched lifeless on the ground, and the cry of mortification from La Fosse as the Count recovered. But I heeded these things little. As I have said, to kill the Count was not my object.
I had come indulging vain dreams of a splendid overthrow of Saint-Eustache. I had thought to shine heroically in Mademoiselle's eyes, and thus I had hoped that both gratitude for having saved her father and admiration at the manner in which I had achieved it would predispose her to grant me a hearing in which I might plead my rehabilitation.
The Vicomte's brow was black with what might have appeared anger, but which I rightly construed into apprehension. "What has taken place? What have you done?" he asked of me. "He has brutally assaulted the Chevalier," cried Madame shrilly, her eyes malevolently set upon me. "He is only a child, this poor Saint-Eustache," she reproached me. "I saw it all from my window, Monsieur de Lesperon.
And Didine once out of the way," he went on, talking to himself, "I will treat Maman Cardot to a call and a novelette: I have seduced her Felicie at Saint-Eustache Felicie, guilty through passion, bears in her bosom the pledge of our affection and larifla, fla, fla! the father Ergo, the notary, his wife, and his daughter are caught, nabbed "
But my last card, the card upon which I was depending, was yet to be played. "Will you do me the honour to step aside with me, Chevalier?" I commanded rather than besought. "At your service, sir," said he; and I drew him out of earshot of those others. "Now, Saint-Eustache, we can talk," said I, with an abrupt change of manner from the coldly arrogant to the coldly menacing.
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