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If Monsieur Lecour who is now de Lincy not Répentigny cannot show them satisfactorily, he does not fulfil the ordinance, that is all. He is to-day at a shooting party." "This Lincy name is a worse imposture than the other. I tell you, Monsieur Adjutant, it is impossible for such folk to have nobility." "Pardon me, sir," said Collinot, taking out his watch. "May I invite you to review the force?"
They locked me in the inner chamber of the tower; Morton kept guard without. At length I heard him leave the room; I heard him descend the stairs, and lock the gate of the tower. Ha! ha! little dreamed he of the wit of Jean Desmarais! /Thy/ friend must scorn bolt and bar, Bertrand Collinot.
Villerai cast an uncomfortable glance at Germain, then he blurted out "That he is an some say an im . I confess I know nothing against the gentleman myself he seems to be a very nice young man, but Monsieur de Léry says he is something of that sort." "And that his proper title is not de Lincy, but that he is the son of a merchant in Canada who is no noble?" Collinot added.
The breast of the old Commandant was covered with stars and well-earned distinctions, and the glittering Order of the Holy Ghost, with its crust of great diamonds, scintillated upon it. Before him, on the table was Germain's document-box open. Collinot sat beside it, examining the papers, one after another. Nobody else was present.
I came, I gave it you, and I discovered, in that moment, when the Abbe entered, that this Julian Montreuil was an old acquaintance of my own, was one of the two young men who I told you were such deuced clever fellows. Like many other adventurers, he had changed his name on entering the world and I had never till now suspected that Julian Montreuil was Bertrand Collinot.
He neared the cave; he paused; he was within a few paces of me; I was about to rise, when another figure suddenly glided from the mouth of the cave itself. "Ha!" cried the latter, "it is Bertrand Collinot: Fate be lauded!" Had a voice from the grave struck my ear, it would have scarcely amazed me more than that which I now heard.
Count Devereux, strike me to the core: I will /not/ betray Bertrand Collinot!" "Mysterious heart of man!" I exclaimed inly, as I gazed upon the low brow, the malignant eye, the crafty lip of this wretch, who still retained one generous and noble sentiment at the bottom of so base a breast. But if it sprang there, it only sprang to wither!
"Were I not a soldier," sighed Collinot, making a great effort to repress his own feelings, "I should under these painful circumstances most gladly write you a certificate. Remember me ever as one who would have liked to be your friend."
Even one of the Guardsmen from Châlons, of de Léry's regiment, swore the latter had no right to malign such a brave fellow. "Adjutant de Collinot," he continued, "I appeal to you." Collinot the oracle of militarism who was playing picquet, rose.
I refer you to my adjutant. He manages those things," and with a slightly impatient gesture the Prince bowed, and de Lotbinière knew that he must go. He next proceeded to Troyes to see Collinot. That officer examined particularly the Genealogist's certificate, went to the records, compared it with the former attestation, arrived at a conclusion.
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