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'You will accept the roof and bed of Beaugard to-night, my man, he said, 'and come to me here at nine tomorrow morning. Garoche stared hard for an instant. 'Stay here! said Garoche, 'Falise and me stay here in the Manor, M'sieu' le Baron! 'Here, even here, Garoche; so good-night to you, said the Baron. Garoche turned towards the girl. 'Then come, Falise, he said, and reached out his hand.
At the very hour of the wedding Beaugard came by, for, the church was in mending, and he had given leave it should be in his own chapel. Well, he rode by just as the bride was coming out with the man Garoche. When Beaugard saw Falise, he gave a whistle, then spoke in his throat, reined up his horse, and got down. He fastened his eyes on the girl's.
'Your room, Garoche, shall be shown you at once, the Baron added softly, 'the lady's at her pleasure. "Then a cry burst from Garoche, and he sprang forward, but the Baron waved him back. 'Stand off, he said, 'and let the lady choose between us. 'She is my wife, said Garoche. 'I am your Seigneur, said the other.
At the very hour of the wedding Beaugard came by, for, the church was in mending, and he had given leave it should be in his own chapel. Well, he rode by just as the bride was coming out with the man Garoche. When Beaugard saw Falise, he gave a whistle, then spoke in his throat, reined up his horse, and got down. He fastened his eyes on the girl's.
The man was like some mad buck harried by the hounds, and he gnashed his teeth behind his shut lips. The Baron eyed him curiously, yet kindly, too, as well he might, for when was ever man to hear such a speech as came to Garoche the morning after his marriage? 'Garoche, the Baron said, having waved his men away, 'as you see, the lady made her choice and for ever.
"But what talk was there, and what dreadful things were said at first- that Garoche had sold his wife to the Baron; that he had been killed and his wife taken; that the Baron kept him a prisoner in a cellar under the Manor House!
No, my churl, you know that's impossible. You may shoot me from behind a tree or a rock, but swording with you come, come, a pretty gossip for the Court! Then, why wish a fight? Where would you be, as you stood before me you! The Baron stretched himself up, and smiled down at Garoche. 'You have your life, man; take it and go to the farthest corner of New France, and show not your face here again.
"But another had gone the same road, for, at the awful moment, beside the bursted gun, the dying gunner, Garoche, lifted up his head, saw the loose travelling hill, and said with his last breath: 'The waters drown them, and the hills bury them, and "He had his way with them, and after that perhaps the great God had His way with him perhaps." THE TUNE McGILVERAY PLAYED
I backed into a corner, knocking over the chair of the Countess, who had run to Mathilde. The two women stood clasping each other, in terror. Suddenly my first assailant cried, "I leave him to you for a moment, Garoche," and ran and transferred the key from the outside to the inside of the door, which he then closed, so as to lock us all in.
You and she have said your last farewell in this world for the wife of the Baron of Beaugard can have nothing to say to Garoche the soldier. At that Garoche snarled out, 'The wife of the Baron of Beaugard, that is a lie to shame all hell. The Baron wound the lash of a riding-whip round and round his fingers quietly and said: 'It is no lie, my man, but the truth. Garoche eyed him savagely, and growled: 'The Church made her my wife yesterday; and you you you ah, you who had all you with your money and place, which could get all easy, you take the one thing I have!
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