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Updated: May 22, 2025
It is impossible to paint the rage of De Chemerant, the despair of the noblemen, in seeing the light vessel rapidly increasing the distance between them. "Captain," cried De Chemerant, "set all sail; we will overhaul this brigantine; there is no better sailer than the Thunderer." "Yes, yes," cried the peers, "board her!" "Let us capture our duke!"
The man dressed as a mariner, hearing the noise of our escort, and the words of De Chemerant, who had responded 'Agent of the King of France, believed himself betrayed, and led into ambush; he had then given the Gascon such a furious blow with his dagger that the unhappy adventurer would have been killed if the blade had not broken on his shoulder-belt.
In order to sum up the chances of the safety or danger to which the mysterious dwellers at Devil's Cliff were exposed, we must remind the reader that De Chemerant had started from Fort Royal in the afternoon, and was advancing with all haste; that Father Griffen had hastily left Macouba in order to head off the French envoy; and that Colonel Rutler had secreted himself in the center of the garden.
He recognized my robe; he said to me that he was sent by the King of France; that he came to fulfill a mission of state, and he begged me to be his guide and to introduce him, because I knew the dwellers in this house. I could not refuse to do this without arousing suspicions. I remained near him. He told me his name was De Chemerant.
"Enough!" said Chemerant, in a harsh and peremptory tone. Captain Daniel made a last reverence, and, retreating slowly to the staircase, he disappeared. "To see these merchants! To hear them one would think there were no interests in the world but those of their cargoes," said De Chemerant.
"My lords and gentlemen," said Croustillac, with a gesture toward De Chemerant, "this gentleman, in reporting to me your wishes, has decided me to return to your midst." "My lord duke, with us it is to the death!" cried the most enthusiastic. "I count on that, my lords; as for me, my motto shall be: 'All for England and' "
Monsieur De Chemerant told me in two words the object of his mission; an insurrection favored by the King of France was on foot in England; if the Duke of Monmouth were to put himself at the head of the affair its success was assured." Monmouth made a movement and stealthily exchanged glances with Angela.
"But that was not all; the shock suffered by poor Mortimer was such that, after having remained several moments stupefied with surprise, he no longer recognized this person; no, sir, he did not recognize him, though he had seen him a thousand times!" "Is it possible, your highness?" said De Chemerant, in a tone of respectful doubt.
"My lords, you insult me!" "A man of your experience, sir, does not allow himself to be made ridiculous in this way." "We must avenge ourselves!" "Yes, vengeance! vengeance!" These accusations, these reproaches bandied about so rapidly, caused such a tumult that it was impossible for De Chemerant to make himself heard among so many furious cries.
"Money is the sinew of war. I had not foreseen this disposition of the 'great king, and I wish to put at the service of my royal uncle that which remains to me of blood, fortune and influence." After this sounding peroration, De Chemerant went out.
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