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I need to meet him again that these matters may be explained, and that I may learn just what he overheard. It was to enlist your aid that I sent for you." "To bring the lad here?" "No; that could not be done without arousing the suspicion of Cassion. The two are already on the verge of quarrel.
'Tis not safe to trust men, but I can see no harm in his knowing all you have told me. There might be opportunity for him to be of service. He travels with Cassion, you say?" "Yes, Sister." "And their departure is soon?" "Before daylight tomorrow. When the Commissaire returns we are to be married. So Chevet explained to me; Monsieur Cassion has not spoken.
And second, coward though he may be, his very fear might yield him courage. No, Uncle Chevet, we must wait, and learn these facts through other means than force. 'Tis back in Quebec, not in this wilderness, we will find the needed proofs. What I ask of you is, pretend to know nothing; do not permit Cassion to suspicion that I have confided in you.
Cassion stood leaning forward, just where my first words had held him motionless. As I paused his eyes were on my face, and he lifted a hand to wipe away drops of perspiration. La Barre crumpled the paper he held savagely. "So," he exclaimed, "we have unchained a tiger cat. Well, all this is naught to me; and Francois, I leave you and the wilderness to do the taming.
His lips parted in a quick smile, revealing the white teeth, and he bowed low, flinging his hat to the ground, and standing bareheaded. "Mon Dieu! No! Monsieur Cassion is to be congratulated. Yet it was my thought you said yonder that you despised the man." "I do; what reason have I to feel otherwise? Yet there lies my strength in this battle.
"While it is true I am legally the wife of Francois Cassion, my sympathies now are altogether with the Sieur de Artigny. I would have you ask M. de Tonty to confer with me." "Yes, Madame." "You have served with De Artigny? You know him well?" "Three years, Madame; twice he saved my life on the great river. M. de Tonty shall receive your message."
He was always gruff and bearish enough when we were alone, seldom speaking, indeed, except to give utterance to some order, but this night he appeared even more morose and silent than his wont, not so much as looking at me as he took seat, and began to eat. No doubt Cassion had brought ill news, or else the appearance of De Artigny had served to arouse all his old animosity toward La Salle.
My thought was that someone had left the mission house Cassion perhaps with final orders to those on the beach but a moment later I realized my mistake, yet only crouched lower in the shadow a man was advancing from the black concealment of the woods, and crossing the open space.
Cassion, hearing the sound of my approach, glanced around, his frown changing instantly into a smile. "Ah, quite an adventure this," he said, adopting a tone of pleasantry. "The first time you have left your tent, Madame?" "The first time I have felt desire to do so," I retorted. "I feel curiosity to examine your map."
It was sight of the latter which caused Cassion to moderate his tone of command. "You will go with Chevet," he said, pointing to the fire among the trees, "until I can talk to you alone." "A prisoner?" "No; a guest," sarcastically, "but do not overstep the courtesy." We left him in conversation with the père, and I did not even glance back.
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