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He finally came to believe that the magicians were right after all, and that no discovery was possible without the aid of Satan. And one night, with a sorcerer newly arrived from Poitiers, Jean de la Rivière, he betakes himself to a forest in the vicinity of the château de Tiffauges. With his servitors Henriet and Poitou, he remains on the verge of the wood into which the sorcerer penetrates.

Then suddenly Gilles de Retz cried out in his loudest military tones "Henriet, Poitou, De Sillé, bind these maidens upon the iron altar, that Barran-Sathanas may feed his eyes on their beauty and rejoice!" And as they stood motionless upon the square of white marble, the servitors came forward and led them to the great altar of iron.

Marshal Gilles is a mighty scholar as well, and hath Henriet the clerk a weak, bleating ass that will some day blab if my master permit me not to slice his gizzard in time he hath him up to read aloud Latin by the mile, all out of the books called Suetonius and Tacitus such high-flavoured tales and full of well, of things such as my master loves."

"The sentence of this court is that you, Gilles de Laval, Lord of Retz, Marshal of France, and you, Poitou and Henriet, be carried to the meadow of La Biesse at nine of the clock on the morning of to-morrow, and that you be there hanged and burned till you be dead. And to God the Just One be the glory!" The voice of Pierre de l'Hopital rang out through the silence of the hall of judgment.

Henriet had become expert with the sewing-machine, and was very efficient help; and even Tulee, though far from skilful with her needle, contrived to make dozens of hospital slippers, which it was the pride of her heart to deliver to the ladies of the Commission.

There we will see if you will flap your wings so boldly." Laurence could not help noticing the blank alarm which this announcement caused among the youth with whom he had been playing the ancient game of brag. It was Blaise Renouf who first recovered. He looked across the little rose-grown space of the cloister to see that Henriet had turned his back, and then came quickly up to Laurence MacKim.

But for the most part they were playing at cards and dominos, or, in the absence of the master, sticking intimate pins and throwing about indiscriminate ink, according to the immemorial use of the choir-boy. Clerk Henriet counted them twice over and in especial looked carefully to see what did the young Scots lad, who had so mysteriously escaped from the dread room of his master.

King kept up occasional correspondence with the officers of George Falkner's company, and sent from time to time favorable reports of his bravery and good habits. Henriet received frequent letters from him, imperfectly spelled, but full of love and loyalty. Two years after Mr.

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