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"Tell me," said he, "what do you know of this? What is it to you?" "You wish to know all before you will do what I ask. "I will do anything you ask, because you will not ask of me what is unmanly." "M. Laflamme will escape to-night if possible, and join Carbourd on the Pascal River, at a safe spot that I know." She told him of the Cave. "Yes, yes, I understand. You would help him. And I?"
The Governor and his wife saw it, and Madame Solde said: "Alfred, I shall be glad when I shall see that no more." "You have too much feeling." "I suppose Marie makes me think more of it to-day. She wept this morning over all this misery and punishment." "You think that. Well, perhaps something more " "What more?" "Laflamme." "No, no, it is impossible!" "Indeed it is as I say.
Laflamme she made anybody her confidant when the fit was on her "I do things because I don't care. Mrs. Henderson does the same, but she does care." Margaret would be a sadder woman, but not a better woman, when the time came that she did not care. She had come to the point of accepting Henderson's methods of overreaching the world, and was tempering the result with private liberality.
"Ah! Then I suppose she has money?" "I never saw any painful evidence of poverty. But I don't think Mr. Lyon is fortune-hunting. He seems to be after information and goodness." Margaret flushed a little, but apparently Henderson did not notice it. "And was, no doubt, agreeable." "She was, as Mrs. Laflamme says, entertaining. She quoted you a good deal." "Quoted me? For what?"
She stood where he had left her, gazing in melancholy abstraction at the door through which he had passed. There were footsteps without in the hall-way. The door was opened, and a servant announced M. Laflamme. The painter-prisoner entered followed by the soldier. Immediately afterward Mrs. Angers, Marie's elderly companion, sidled in gently.
That night Marie sat by the window of the sitting-room, with the light burning, and Angers asleep in a chair beside her sat till long after midnight, in the thought that Laflamme, if he had reached the Cave, would, perhaps, dare something to see her and bid her good-bye. She would of course have told him not to come, but he was chivalrous, and then her blindness would touch him.
If to Margaret's country apprehension the conversation was not quite up to the level of the dinner and the house what except that of a circle of wits, who would be out of place there, could be? the presence of Mr. Henderson, who devoted himself to her, made the lack unnoticed. "I saw you, Mr. Henderson" it was Mrs. Laflamme raising her voice "the other night in a box with a very pretty woman."
A couple of hours later Laflamme rose from a hammock in his hut, and leant over the young lad, who was sleeping. He touched him gently. The lad waked: "Yes, yes, monsieur." "I am going away, my friend." "To escape like Carbourd?" "Yes, I hope, like Carbourd." "May I not go also, monsieur? I am not afraid." "No, lad. If there must be death one is enough. You must stay. Good-bye."
This was a more difficult game. His order was taken with a malicious sneer by the sentinel. At that instant Laflamme threw his arms swiftly round the other, clapped a hand on his mouth, and, with a dexterous twist of leg, threw him backward, till it seemed as if the spine of the soldier must break.
"You found the food I left here?" "Yes, God bless you! And my wife and children will bless you too, if I see France again." "You know where the boat is?" "I know, mademoiselle." "When you reach Point Assumption you will find horses there to take you across the Brocken Path. M. Laflamme knows. I hope that you will both escape; that you will be happy in France with your wife and children."
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