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The next night, after looking in at Bainette, some twenty miles beyond Jaquemel, Frank rejoined the Osprey. The gig was hoisted up, and they sailed round the point of Gravois, the coast intervening being so rocky and dangerous that, although there was a passage through the shoals to the town of St. Louis, Frank felt certain that the schooner would not be in there.
She went to the door of her room, hesitating for a moment, with her back to him. "You will come to supper, Jan?" "Surely, Melisse, if you are prepared." He hung up the violin as she closed the door, and went from the cabin. Jean de Gravois and Iowaka were watching for him, and Jean hurried across the open to meet him. "I am coming to offer you the loan of my razor," he cried gaily.
Gre crest, broke it, and read: "Mr. Ritchie will confer a favor upon la Vicomtesse d'Ivry-le-Tour if he will come to Monsieur de St. Gre's house at eight to-morrow morning." I bade the reluctant Madame Gravois good night, gained my room, threw off my clothes, and covered myself with the mosquito bar.
"You go inside, or you'll take cold." Mr. Renault protested, asked about all the residents of Gravois way, and finally obeyed. Eliphalet's heart was in his mouth. A bolder spirit would have dashed for liberty. Eliphalet did not possess that kind of bravery. He was waiting for the Captain to turn toward his wagon. He looked down the area instead, with the light from the street lamp on his face.
"Are you prepared to ride with Antoinette and me to Les Iles, Monsieur?" she asked. "I am," I answered. It must have been my readiness that made her smile. Then her eyes rested on mine. "You look tired, Mr. Ritchie," she said. "You did not obey me and go home last night." "How did you know that?" I asked, with a thrill at her interest. "Because Madame Gravois told my messenger that you were out."
Gre crest, broke it, and read: "Mr. Ritchie will confer a favor upon la Vicomtesse d'Ivry-le-Tour if he will come to Monsieur de St. Gre's house at eight to-morrow morning." I bade the reluctant Madame Gravois good night, gained my room, threw off my clothes, and covered myself with the mosquito bar.
This trail followed close along the base of the ridge upon which he had fought the missionary, joining that of Jean de Gravois miles beyond. Jan climbed the ridge.
But even if the officer did come to Post Lac Bain, how would he know that the missionary was at the bottom of the lake, and that Jean de Gravois was accountable for it? So in the end Jan decided that it would be folly to stir up the little hunter's fears, and he thought no more of the company's investigator who had gone up to the Etawney.
Will it be right?" "Talk to him as long as you like," said Cummins, "but don't worry him about the missionary. You'll not get a word from him." Jan's eyes spoke with a devotion greater than words as Jean de Gravois came and sat close beside him.
"I try to do what I say, Mr. Renault." "Attendez wait!" cried Mr. Renault, and closed the window. Now was Eliphalet's chance to bolt. The perspiration had come again, and it was cold. But directly the excitable little man, Renault, had appeared on the pavement above him. He had been running. "It is a long voyage from Gravois with a load of wood, Capitaine I am very grateful."
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