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"To speak plainly, it is a trick," he said, "to induce you to return to Dover. This M. de Fontelles has orders to bring you at all hazards, and is armed with the King's authority in case my lord's bidding should not be enough." She sat for a while in helpless dismay.
Then with a curtsey she bade him farewell and passed out, leaving him in as sad a condition as ever woman's way left man since the world began. Now, for reasons that have been set out, Carford received his summons with small pleasure, and obeyed it so leisurely that M. de Fontelles had more time than enough in which to rack his brains for the meaning of Mistress Barbara's taunts.
So he was about to run out and welcome him, when his steps were stayed by the sight of Mistress Barbara herself, who flew to meet the new-comer with every sign of eagerness. Carford saluted her, and the pair entered into conversation on the terrace, Fontelles watching them from the window. To his fresh amazement, the interview seemed hardly less fierce than his own had been.
Your word on it?" A slow smile broke across his face. "No, I'll not betray you," said he. "You speak French well, sir." "So M. de Fontelles, whom I met at Canterbury, told me. Do you chance to know him, sir?" M. de Perrencourt did not start now; I should have been disappointed if he had. "Very well," he answered. "If you're his friend, you're mine." He held out his hand.
For good or evil, in wisdom or in folly, in mere honesty or the extravagance of sentiment, I had made my choice. I was of the mind of M. de Fontelles, and I went forth to wait till there should be a King whom a gentleman could serve. Yet to this day I am sorry that he made me tell him of my choice.
"As God lives " he began gravely. Barbara would not give him opportunity. "I pray you," she cried, "stand aside and allow me to pass. I will not stay longer with you. Let me pass to the door, sir. I'll send a gentleman to speak with you." Fontelles, deeply offended, utterly at a loss, flung the door open for her and stood aside to let her pass.
I had told my old friend nothing of what concerned Barbara; the secret was not mine; therefore he had nothing against M. de Fontelles; yet it seemed as though a good quarrel could be found on the score of general principles.
The idea promised well; it would be a stroke indeed could the quarrel be shifted on to my shoulders, and M. de Fontelles and I set by the ears; whatever the issue of that difference, Carford stood to win by it. And I, not he, would be the man to resist the King's commands. "But how comes he here?" cried Fontelles. "The fellow was born here. He is an old neighbour of Mistress Quinton."
"Alone of us here, Mr Dale knows, and since he cannot tell us the knowledge is lost to the world. James, have you any news of my friend M. de Fontelles?" "Such news as your Majesty has," answered Monmouth. "And I hear that my Lord Carford will not die." "Let us be as thankful as is fitting for that," said the King.
To that I demurred, and hence the quarrel with which I regret most humbly that your Grace should have been troubled." "I'm obliged to you, Mr Dale. But what was this wonder-working phrase?" "Why, sir, just the first that came into my head. I said to the gentleman to M. de Fontelles, as I understand him to be called I said to him softly and gently Je viens, tu viens "
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