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The same thought must have been in the minds of others, for the expression on Monsieur Cassion's face was not pleasant as he stared about. "Chevet," he exclaimed disgustedly "did ever you see a worse selection for wilderness travel than La Barre has given us? Cast your eyes down the line yonder; by my faith! there is not a real man among them."
You owe life, no doubt, to Sieur de Artigny." "Yes, Monsieur; he has been my kind friend." "He would not be the one I love else. We know men on this frontier, Madame, and this lad hath seen years of service by my side." His hand rested on De Artigny's shoulder. "'Twas only natural then that I should resent M. Cassion's charge of murder."
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.
Pushing back the box on which he sat, he buckled his pistol belt, seized his hat, and strode to the door. "We depart at once," he proclaimed briefly. "So I will leave you, here, to bring the lady." Père Allouez, still busily engaged, murmured some indistinct reply, and Cassion's eyes met mine. "You look pale, and weary this morning," he said. "Not fear of the voyage, I hope?"
I held out to him the page from La Barre's letter. De Tonty took the paper from my hand, glanced at it, then lifted his eyes inquiringly to mine. "'Tis in the governor's own hand. How came this in your possession?" "I found it in Cassion's private bag last night, under the berth yonder. Later he came and carried the bag away, never suspecting it had been opened. His commission was there also.
I like you well; I would save you from injustice. You could not respect me if I said more, for I am Monsieur Cassion's wife by rite of Holy Church. I do not fear him he is a coward; but I fear dishonor, Monsieur, for I am Adele la Chesnayne. I would respect myself, and you." The light of conquest vanished from the gray eyes.
"So the titles read in this document. I arrest you by King's order for treason to France, and mutilation of official records. Here is the warrant, M. de Baugis, and your orders to convey the prisoner to Quebec for trial." Cassion's face went white, and he struggled madly for breath. De Baugis grasped the paper, so startled at this new development as to be incapable of comprehension.
And his was the disposition and the training to cause the striking of a blow first. That must not be, for now I was determined to unravel the cause for Cassion's eagerness to marry, and La Barre's willing assistance, and to accomplish this end there could be no quarreling between us. The weariness of the long night conquered even my brain, the steady splash of the paddles becoming a lullaby.
The latter, however, was obstinate, claiming we were close enough for safety, and finally, in angry voice, insisted upon proceeding on our course. De Artigny, evidently feeling argument useless, made no reply, but I noticed he held back his paddlers, and permitted Cassion's canoe to forge ahead.
I was aroused by the grip of Cassion's hand. "Well, my beauty," he said harshly, "haven't I waited long enough to learn if it is war or peace between us?" I laughed, yet I doubt if he gained any comfort from the expression of the eyes which met his. "Why I choose peace, of course, Monsieur," I answered, assuming a carelessness I was far from feeling. "Am I not your wife?
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