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Updated: June 15, 2025
Not so this bold schemer, this mad worshiper of money and of self. Everything! anything for the safety of Sir Marmaduke de Chavasse, for the peaceful possession of £500,000. Everything! Even the desecration of the dead! The murderer was powerful, and there is a strength which madness gives. Heavy boulders pushed by vigorous arms had to help in the monstrous deed!
"Surely not," quoth de Chavasse, as he finally went out of the room. The mist had not lifted. Over the sea it hung heavy and dank like a huge sheet of gray thrown over things secret and unavowable. It was thickest down in the bay lurking in the crevices of the chalk, in the great caverns and mighty architecture carved by the patient toil of the billows in the solid mass of the cliffs.
There had been certain rumors anent a gambling den, whereat Mistress de Chavasse had been the presiding spirit and which had come under the watchful eye of my Lord Protector's spies. Now she had perforce to share her brother-in-law's poverty. At any rate he provided a roof over her head.
And the nerve and strength which the murderer had shown! ... displacing great boulders with which to batter in his victim's face so that not even his own kith and kin could recognize that now! Sir Marmaduke de Chavasse cursed the weather and cursed himself for being a fool.
I'll not be trifled with, master, and methinks you will find that Sir Marmaduke de Chavasse will expect some explanation which will prove unpleasant to yourself for your unwarrantable impudence in daring to approach his ward." He put up his hand in gentle deprecation. "Impudence? Oh, mistress?" he said reproachfully.
In the struggle the fantastic perruque and heavy mustache of Prince Amédé d'Orléans remained in the smith's hand whilst it was the round head and clean-shaven face of Sir Marmaduke de Chavasse which came in contact with the floor.
Over the sea of excited faces Sir Marmaduke caught the wide-open, terrified eyes of Editha de Chavasse. She too, had heard. He beckoned to her across the room with a slight gesture of the hand, and she obeyed the silent call as quickly as she dared, working her way round to him, without arousing the attention of the crowd.
Her heavy cloak glided off her shoulders down upon the ground; her eyes, preternaturally large, glowing and full of awe, were now fixed upon the young man her son. "De Chavasse," she murmured, her brain whirling, her heart filled not only with an awful terror, but also with a great and overwhelming joy. "My sons ... then I am ..."
"Of a truth you did say so my friend, and therefore, I am convinced that you will not refuse to give me a written promise to that effect." "I cannot write," said Adam moodily. "Oh! just your signature!" said de Chavasse pleasantly. "You can write your name?" "Not well." "The initials A. and L. They would satisfy me,"
"Why dost thou want written promises," objected the smith, looking up with sullen wrath at Sir Marmaduke. "Is not the word of an honest man sufficient for thee?" "Quite sufficient," rejoined de Chavasse blandly, "those initials are a mere matter of form. You cannot object if your intentions are honest." "I do not object. Hast brought ink or paper?"
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