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He unbuttoned his coat, which had remained buttoned. Under the coat was a heavy shirt; and the shirt he opened, smiling into the factor's eyes, and McDougall's face froze, and the breath was cut short on his lips. "That!" he gasped. Reese Beaudin nodded. Then he opened the door and went out.
She told me, then, that her father killed Bedore in a quarrel, and that she married Dupont to save him from the law and kneeling there, with her hand on the cross at her breast, she swore that each day of her life she has let Dupont know that she hates him, and that she loves you, and that some day Reese Beaudin would return to avenge her.
That is how much of a devil and a beast in man-shape he is." Again Reese Beaudin laughed in his low, soft voice. "And his wife, mon ami? Is she afraid of him?" He had stopped smoking. Joe Delesse saw his face. The stranger's eyes made him look twice and think twice. "You have known her sometime?" "Yes, a long time ago. We were children together. And I have heard all has not gone well with her.
His knees doubled slowly under him, and in the space of ten seconds his huge bulk was kneeling on the floor, while Reese Beaudin looked at him, smiling. "Has Jacques Dupont a greater grip than that, Joe Delesse?" he asked in a voice that was so soft it was almost a woman's. "Mon Dieu!" gasped Delesse. He staggered to his feet, clutching his crushed hand. "M'sieu "
There was a great silence, in that silence men near him heard the choking rage in Dupont's great chest. He was staring up straight up into the smiling face of Reese Beaudin; and in that moment he saw beyond the glossy black beard, and amazement and unbelief held him still. In the next, Reese Beaudin had the violin in his hands.
With one hand alone he had set a bear-trap. And with that mighty strength he fought as the cave-man fought. It was his boast there was no trick of the Chippewan, the Cree, the Eskimo or the forest man that he did not know. And yet Reese Beaudin stood calmly, waiting for him, and smiling! In another moment the hooded stranger was gone, and there was none between them.
And even now, facing that monster who would soon be at him, Reese Beaudin was smiling. For a moment the closely hooded stranger stood between them, and Jacques Dupont crouched himself for his vengeance. Never to the people of Lac Bain had he looked more terrible.
The French now have several officers who are experienced practical men, in whom the navy has great confidence, as, Admirals Duperré, Hugon, Rosamel, Lalande, Beaudin, Roussin, Bergeret, Mackau, Casey, etc., all of whose names have been before the public in different affairs in which they have created their present reputation.
And the second miracle was that Reese Beaudin did not leap on him when he had fallen. He stood back a little, balancing himself in that queer fashion on the balls and toes of his feet.
This time he did not leap upon the platform he clambered back to it, and the hooded stranger gave him a lift which a few minutes before Dupont would have resented as an insult. "Ah, it has come," said the stranger to Delesse. "He is the best close-in fighter in all " He did not finish. "I could kill you now kill you with a single blow," said Reese Beaudin in a moment when the giant stood swaying.
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