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But here Lecour's solemn tone ceased, and he continued "Now, Germain, I must explain to you more closely the business on which I have sent for you so suddenly. The North-West Company, who, as you know, command the fur-trade of Canada, have word that a new fashion just introduced into Paris has doubled the demand for beaver and tripled the price.
"Is not the Prince's consent required?" "You agree!" Grancey cried, embracing him joyfully. "As to the Prince, comrade," said he, "the sole difficulty is that he will grant anything to anybody. We must get his signature for which I admit it is delicate to ask him before any other applicant." Lecour's pulses sprang back to life. "Could the Princess assist us?" he inquired.
"It is true, true, true," moaned Germain. "I may not deny it the greatest crime of all my crimes." The Admiral turned with a snort to Lecour's former companions. They were aghast. "Had he denied it here are the proofs, absolutely beyond question!" the Admiral exclaimed, waving the Record, which he held in his hand. "By the saints! what a conclusion," Bellecour exclaimed, curling his lip.
Collinot caught the words. The natural kindness of the man overcame the formality of the disciplinarian, and he went and placed a hand upon Lecour's shoulder. "You know, sir," he said kindly, "that one is not master of his birth, but of his conduct. Yours has been blameless. I sympathise with you greatly." "Anything but this! Ruined, ruined what ruin and disgrace!"
And now in that direction a figure wearing the green cross-belt of the company of Villeroy rose, pale, aristocratic, coldly calm, and said, "I am de Léry." The pallor that suddenly blanched Lecour's countenance as he turned in the direction of the voice left it as quickly when he fully faced his opponent.
Elphège, my old protégé. Can it be any of his people! What is the appearance of this fellow?" "He is about middle height, cheerful, graceful, hair and eyes black." "It is that well-looking boy of Lecour's no other. His father would kill himself if he heard of his son duping the highest circles of Versailles. Poor man, he was the least of the very least when I knew him first a private in my corps.
We must, perforce, 'monsieur' them, and salute them a league off as if they were their masters. The secretary even of the wife is very important. The secretary is more important than the mistress nowadays"; and the old officer laughed at his provincial witticism. Lecour's eyes fell on a young guard, standing with sword drawn at the door of the King's antechamber.
As for Grancey he slowly turned his back, threw himself down on the straw on his face, and did not move. The Admiral again faced Germain. "Shall I tell you something?" Lecour's heart leaped. His eyes bespoke his suspense. Everything this man had to say seemed of such import that what went before faded for the moment. "She is here." "Here? Merciful God! alas, alas, poor Cyrène!"
There was particular pleasure in eyes of the lady who sat at Lecour's left, the Baroness de la Roche Vernay. She was one of those startlingly beautiful beings whom one meets only once in a lifetime.
From the embittered sentences of his nephew, de Lotbinière learned of the insistence of his comrades on his sending Lecour the challenge, and of the result to de Léry's right arm. Louis vowed that he would more willingly seek him the next time, and that the fight would be at sight without any formalities. He told nothing of Lecour's act of mercy, of which he was apparently uninformed.
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