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After drinking, he said, "Poom what good? They're going to hang you for a spy." "That rope's not ready yet," I answered. "I'll tie a pretty knot in another string first, I trust." "Damned if you haven't spirit!" said he. "That Seigneur Duvarney, I know him; and I know his son the ensign whung, what saltpetre is he!
The Council do not care much; they follow the Governor and Bigot, and both being agreed, their verdict is unanimous. He paused, then added, 'And the Seigneur Duvarney and his daughter wish it because of a notable injury to one of their name. At that I cautiously replied, 'No, my father does not wish it, for my brother gave the offense, and Captain Moray saved his life, as you know.
That we should have light, however, pine torches had been brought, and these were stuck in the wall. My back was to the outer wall of the courtyard, and I saw the Intendant at a window of the palace looking down at us. Doltaire stood a little apart from the other gentlemen in the courtyard, yet where he could see Duvarney and myself at advantage.
It was near an hour before we heard footsteps outside; then came a knock, and Voban was shown in. "Quick, m'sieu'," he said. "M'sieu' is almost at our heels." "This letter," said I, "to Mademoiselle Duvarney," and I handed four: hers, and those to Governor Dinwiddie, to Mr. Washington, and to my partner. He quickly put them in his coat, nodding.
The making took me many, many weeks, and in all that time I had seen no face but Gabord's, and heard no voice but his, when he came twice a day to bring me bread and water. He would answer no questions concerning Juste Duvarney, or Voban, or Monsieur Doltaire, nor tell me anything of what was forward in the town. He had had his orders precise enough, he said. The cosiest nest in the world aho!"
He read to the effect that the Seigneur Duvarney felt he was hardly fitted to be a just judge in this case, remembering the conflict between his son and the notorious Captain Moray.
Instantly I heard a stir; then there came the sound of flint and steel, then a light, and presently a hand at the window, and a voice asking who was there. I gave a quick reply; the light was put out, the window opened, and there was Voban staring at me. "This letter," said I, "to Mademoiselle Duvarney," and I slipped ten louis into his hand, also. This he quickly handed back.
I fell back into position as he came. "Gabord," said he, "send your trusted fellow here to the General's camp, and have him fetch to the Intendance the Seigneur Duvarney, who has been wounded. Alive or dead, he must be brought," he added in a lower voice. Then he turned back into the room. As he did so, Gabord looked at me inquiringly.
Then I told him briefly of the Seigneur Duvarney, Alixe, and of Doltaire. "Duvarney! Duvarney!" he said, and a light came into his look. Then he called an officer. "Was it not one Seigneur Duvarney who this morning prayed protection for his chateau on the Isle of Orleans?" he asked.
Many who came were familiar among them Mademoiselle Lucie Lotbiniere. Lucie prayed long before a shrine of the Virgin, and when she rose at last her face bore signs of weeping. Also I noticed her suddenly start as she moved down the aisle, for a figure came forward from seclusion and touched her arm. As he half turned I saw that it was Juste Duvarney.
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