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Updated: May 24, 2025
To the eye of an onlooker Captain Dieppe's circumstances afforded high spirits no opportunity, and made ordinary cheerfulness a virtue which a stoic would not have disdained to own.
But he showed no signs of understanding. "Tell her," pursued the Count, laying his hand on Dieppe's shoulder and speaking almost as ardently as though he were addressing his wife herself, "that I never suspected her of more than a little levity, and that I never will or could."
"Oh, if you like but you risk being overheard. I 'm tired of the job." "The ground dips here. Come, we must search the hollow. You must earn your reward, M. de Roustache." The lady pressed Dieppe's arm. "I can't go now," she whispered. "I 'm willing to earn it, but I 'd like to see it." "What's that down there?" "You don't attend to my suggestion, M. Sévier."
There will be three of us nurses in one lorry, and they're sure to start you off in another. We lunch at Eu, and I'll be delighted to see you. Then you can go on in our car. Dieppe's on the knees of the gods, as you say, but probably we can pull off something. He smiled and put it in his pocket. Langton said nothing till the coffee and liqueurs came in.
The question and the look that accompanied it proved too great a strain for Dieppe's self-control. Now he caught both her hands in his as he said: "Because I can't bear that you should suffer. Because I love you too much." Without a doubt it was delight that lit up her, eyes now, but she whispered reprovingly, "Oh, you! You the ambassador."
Dieppe stood watching him as he went, making not direct for the Sasellano road, but shaping a course straight up the hill, walking as though he hardly knew where he was going. So he passed out of the Captain's sight and out of the list of the Countess of Fieramondi's creditors. A little smile dwelt for a moment on Dieppe's face. "I myself am very nearly a rascal sometimes," said he. Crack! crack!
"That rascal Paul threw it away, and I had n't time to get it." No expression, save a mild concern, appeared on Captain Dieppe's face, although he had discovered a fact of peculiar interest to him. "The candle will last as long as we shall want it," pursued Guillaume.
Put it on her finger and say, 'This is the pledge of love of love renewed of Andrea's undying love for you." He thrust the symbol of bliss into Captain Dieppe's most reluctant hand. The Captain sat and looked at it in a horrified fascination. "You will do it for me?" urged the Count. "You can't refuse! Ah, my friend, if my sorrow does n't move you, think of hers.
As he spoke he went up to Guillaume and took him by the arm, exerting a friendly and persuasive pressure, under which Guillaume presently found himself mounting the eminence. The wheels sounded nearer now, and Dieppe's ears were awake to their movements. The pair began to walk down the other side of the slope towards the Cross, and the carriage came into their view.
The crack of a shot came from outside. Pulling the door violently back, Dieppe rushed out. Two or three paces up the slope stood Guillaume, his back to the hut, his arm still levelled at a figure which had just topped the summit of the eminence, and an instant later disappeared. Hearing Dieppe's rush, Guillaume turned, crying in uncontrollable agitation, "He 's robbed me, robbed me, robbed me!"
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