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Maître le Borgne began to perspire. "I am lost! But you, Messieurs, you will defend yourselves?" "To the death!" both tormentors cried; then burst into laughter. This laughter did not reassure Maître le Borgne, who had seen Huguenots and Catholics laughing and dying in the streets. "Ho, Maître, but you are a droll fellow!" Bouchard exclaimed.
How have you recruited?" "Tolerably well. Twenty gentlemen will sail with us; mostly improvident younger sons. But what's this turmoil between our comrade Nicot and Maître le Borgne?" sliding his booted legs to the floor and sitting upright.
But the liquor had gone to his knees. He keeled head over like a top-heavy brig, and when we dragged him up Le Borgne had bolted.
For a long series of years this post of Port Royal was the bone of contention between the French and English; the fort, being held for a time by one power, then by the other, representing the shuttle-cock when these contending nations battled at her doors. In 1654 the place was held by the French under Le Borgne.
"But as to this Knight, one might as well serve a Cistercian monk!" As to Le Borgne Basque, he betook himself to the buttery; and there, in an undertone of great terror, began to mutter to his friend and ally, Tristan de la Fleche, "It is all over with us! He is a wizard!
"Maître," said Victor to le Borgne, "is the private assembly in use?" "No, Monsieur; you wish to use it?" "Yes; and see that no one disturbs us." In passing through the common assembly, Victor saw Du Puys and Bouchard in conversation with the Jesuits. Brother Jacques glanced carelessly in the Chevalier's direction, frowned at some thought, and turned his head away.
Le Borgne and the blackamoor dashed from the open with staring horror. "Lift me up! For God's sake, air!" cried M. Picot. We laid him on the pelts in the doorway, Le Borgne standing guard outside. Hortense stooped to stanch the wound, but the doctor motioned her off with a fierce impatience, and bade the negress lead her away.
The host himself was a man of note, one Jean le Borgne, whose cousin was the agent of D'Aunay in the Tour-D'Aunay quarrel over Acadia in New France.
The men-at-arms, such as are left, may be trusted, and have all taken an oath to stand by us, which I do not think they will readily break. The rest either made off with the baggage-mules, or were slain when we broke in to your rescue, or are shut up with Le Borgne Basque in Montfort's tower.
Algonkins and Hurons were cruel, too, and crafty; but they were being beaten by greater craft and better arms. So now we come again to Piskaret, of the Adirondacks, whose home was upon that large island of Allumette, governed by the haughty Algonkin chief Le Borgne, or The One-Eye.
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