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M. de Kercadiou had observed the leather waistcoat and the foil tucked under Andre-Louis' arm. "I am the master of this academy the academy of the late Bertrand des Amis, the most flourishing school of arms in Paris to-day." M. de Kercadiou's brows went up. "And you are master of it?" "Maitre en fait d'Armes. I succeeded to the academy upon the death of des Amis."
That two years ago his godfather should upon certain terms have refused him his house weighed for nothing at the moment. He left his travelling carriage at the little inn and went straight to M. de Kercadiou.
Then with a glance and a gesture she dismissed Benoit, and in her imperious fashion constituted herself Andre's advocate against that harsh dismissal which she had overheard. "Uncle," she said, leaving Andre and crossing to M. de Kercadiou, "you make me ashamed of you! To allow a feeling of peevishness to overwhelm all your affection for Andre!" "I have no affection for him. I had once.
Startled, appalled, she stepped back, her hand pressed to her tortured breast. M. de Kercadiou wrote a letter. "Godson," he began, without any softening adjective, "I have learnt with pain and indignation that you have dishonoured yourself again by breaking the pledge you gave me to abstain from politics.
He became, in short, a member of the royalist secret service that in the end was to bring down the monarchy in ruins. As for Andre-Louis, his godfather's house saw him no more, as a result of his conviction that M. de Kercadiou would not relent from his written resolve never to receive him again if the duel were fought.
He was gone, and M. de Kercadiou was alone, purple in the face, puzzling out that last cryptic utterance, and not at all happy in his mind, either on the score of his godson or of M. de La Tour d'Azyr. He was disposed to be angry with them both. He found these headstrong, wilful men who relentlessly followed their own impulses very disturbing and irritating.
You'll never make me understand how you came to render yourself so odiously notorious in Brittany." "Ah, not odiously, monsieur!" "Certainly, odiously among those that matter. It is said even that you were Omnes Omnibus, though that I cannot, will not believe." "Yet it is true." M. de Kercadiou choked. "And you confess it? You dare to confess it?"
Over the frontier M. de Kercadiou and Mme. de Plougastel will have to conduct me; and then we shall be quits." "Quits?" quoth she. "But you will be unable to return!" "You conceive, of course, my eagerness to do so. My child, in a day or two there will be enquiries. It will be asked what has become of me. Things will transpire. Then the hunt will start.
Whereas I am a lawyer the fiscal intendant of a nobleman, as you say and a lawyer's business is the business of his client. That is the difference between us. Nevertheless, you are not going to shake me off." "But I tell you frankly, now that I come to think of it, that I should prefer you did not see M. de Kercadiou with me. Your duty to your client cannot be a help to me."
But last night it would have been too late for him to have reached you, and to-day, assuming that he had come to Paris, almost impossible for him to win across the streets from the other side. It is most likely that he will yet come. I pray that he may; for the knowledge that you and Mlle. de Kercadiou are out of this would comfort me above all." "We should take you with us," said madame. "Ah!
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