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"She was pointed out to me a gray-haired, dignified woman, so nearly white as scarcely to be suspected of negro blood." "Yet still a slave?" "I cannot answer that. Haines himself did not know. If manumission papers had ever been executed it was done early, before he took charge of Beaucaire's legal affairs. The matter never came to his attention."
Two men began to drag M. Beaucaire toward a great oak by the roadside. Another took from his saddle a heavy whip with three thongs. "A moi, Francois!" There was borne on the breeze an answer "Monseigneur! Monseigneur!" The cry grew louder suddenly. The clatter of hoofs urged to an anguish of speed sounded on the night. M. Beaucaire's servants had lagged sorely behind, but they made up for it now.
He told me 'bout it comin' up on the boat, an', betwixt us, we sort'r fixed up a way ter stack ther cards. Here's how it all happened: Thar wus an ol' planter livin' down in Missoury at a place called Beaucaire's Landin'. His name wus Beaucaire, an' he hed a son named Bert, a damn good-fer-nuthing cuss, I reckon.
I glanced across Beaucaire's extended body, and caught the eyes of McAfee. The man lifted his hand. "The leftenant has got this thing sized up about proper," he said gruffly. "He's an army officer all right, fer I saw him back thar on the island, when we wus tied up at the dock.
In that moment of decision I cared not at all for Rene Beaucaire's drop of negro blood, nor for the fact that she was a slave in her master's hands. Her appeal to me ignored all this. To my mind she was but a woman, a sweet, lovable, girlish woman, in the unrestrained power of a brute, and dependent alone on me for rescue. That was enough; I cared for nothing more.
Clearly enough prompt action alone would carry the day. "Very well then, boys," I broke in sharply. "You agree to leave this settlement with me. Then I'll go at it. Two or three of you pick up the body, and carry it to Beaucaire's stateroom forward there. The rest of you better straighten up the cabin, while I go up and talk with Thockmorton a moment.
We are sure to be caught if we hang to this trail." "I reckon thet's so. Ye let me go ahead with the nigger gurl, an' then follow after us, leadin' Miss Beaucaire's boss. By jeminy crickets, 'tain't deep 'nough fer ter drown us enyway, an' I ain't much afeerd o' the dark. Thar's likely ter be sum place whar we kin get out up thar. Whar the hell are them hosses?"
She is reported to be beautiful, and, better still, worth fifty thousand dollars." "And you actually mean that you propose now to force Judge Beaucaire's daughter to marry you?" "Well hardly that, although I shall use whatever means I possess. I intend to win her if I can, fair means, or foul." I drew a deep breath, comprehending now the full iniquity of his plot, and bracing myself to fight it.
He never once removed his gaze from Beaucaire's face, and his expression did not change, except for the almost insulting sneer on his lips. The silence was profound, the deeply interested men leaning forward, even holding their breath in intense eagerness.
"I thank you, monsieur." "You called yourself Beaucaire?" "Yes, monsieur." He was swaying to and fro; his servants ran to support him. "I wish " continued Molyneux, hesitating. "Evil take me! but I'm sorry you're hurt." "Assist Sir Hugh into my carriage," said Lady Mary. "Farewell, mademoiselle!" M. Beaucaire's voice was very faint. His eyes were fixed upon her face. She did not look toward him.
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