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"I removed it last night from a leather bag found beneath the sleeping bunk in the quarters assigned me." "Do you know whose bag it was?" "Certainly; it was in the canoe with me all the way from Quebec M. Cassion's." "Your husband?" "Yes, Monsieur." De Baugis' eyes seemed to darken as he gazed at me; then his glance fell upon Cassion, who was leaning forward, his mouth open, his face ashen gray.
Cassion's unpleasant voice broke the stillness. "M. de Tonty, there is a chair yonder reserved for your use." "I prefer remaining beside Madame Cassion," he answered calmly. "It would seem she has few friends in this company." "We are all her friends," broke in De Baugis, his face flushing, "but we are here to do justice, and avenge a foul crime.
What is it you would tell me?" "This, sweetheart; you should know, although I would that some other might tell you. La Forest whispered it to me while we were alone yonder, for he knew not you were estranged from your husband. He bears with him the King's order for the arrest of M. Cassion. Captain de Baugis is commissioned by La Barre to return him safely to Quebec for trial." "On what charge?"
Ay, not only had he thus boasted of conquests over me, but he had openly charged De Artigny with murder, feeling safe enough in the belief that we were both dead. And now when we appeared before him alive and together, he had been for the moment too dazed for expression. Before De Baugis he dare not confess the truth, yet this very fact would only leave him the more furious.
All their fear now was centered upon me, and my possible influence. If I could be kept from any further communication with either De Artigny, or De Tonty, it was scarcely probable that any of the garrison would make serious effort to interfere with their plans. De Tonty's apparent indifference, and his sudden friendliness with De Baugis and Cassion, did not worry me greatly.
I am ready now to bear witness frankly." Cassion leaned over whispering, but De Baugis merely frowned, and shook his head, his eyes on my face. I felt the friendly touch of M. de Tonty's hand on my shoulder, and the slight pressure brought me courage. "What is it you desire me to tell, Monsieur?" "The story of your midnight visit to the Mission garden at St.
Two sentries stood just without soldiers of De Baugis, I guessed, as their features were unfamiliar. They gazed at me curiously, as I stood in the doorway, but without changing their attitudes. Plainly I was held prisoner also; M. Cassion's threat was being put into execution. This knowledge merely served to strengthen my decision, and I closed, and barred the door again, smiling as I did so.
They were written in detail, largely concerned with matters of routine, especially referring to relations with the garrison of the fort, and Cassion's authority over De Baugis, but the closing paragraph had evidently been added later, and had personal interest.
Coatless and bareheaded, he stood erect in the place assigned him, and as his eyes swept the faces, his stern look changed to a smile as his glance met mine. My eyes were still upon him, seeking eagerly for some message of guidance, when Cassion spoke. "M. de Baugis will question the witness." "The court will pardon me," said De Artigny. "The witness to be heard is Madame?"
"'Tis a foul lie," he thundered hotly. "I will not stand silent before such words." "Messieurs," and De Baugis struck the table. "This is a court, not a mess room. Be seated, M. de Tonty; no one in my presence will be permitted to besmirch the honor of Captain la Chesnayne's daughter.
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