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Entering the room where Lepage sat alone, he said: "Lepage, the time has come for good-bye. I am starting for Fort Providence." But the other replied: "You will wait until my wife comes. You must." There was trouble in his voice. "I must not."
"The railing of the Church of the Assumption has been torn away by the people to supply arms; two women of the people have been crushed by a charge of the Municipal Guard; the shop of Lepage, the armorer, in the Rue Richelieu, has been entered by means of the pole of an omnibus used as a battering ram; and barricades rise on the Rue St. Honoré."
He said to Bouche: "You have a good master, Bouche." In an arm-chair made of hickory and birch-bark by Cloud-in-the-Sky, Lepage sat reading a letter from his wife. She was at Winnipeg, and was coming west as far as Regina to meet him on his way down. He looked a wreck; but a handsome wreck.
The restless hands grew quiet, the breath became more regular, the tortured mind found a short peace. With the old debating look in his eyes, Hume sat there watching until the factor relieved him. February and March and April were past, and May was come. Lepage had had a hard struggle for life, but he had survived.
"To take you to her, Lepage." "No, I shall never see her again." "I tell you, you shall. You can live if you will. You owe that to her to me to God." "To her to you to God. I have been true to none. I have been punished. I shall die here." "You shall go to Fort Providence. Do that in payment of your debt to me, Lepage. I demand that."
You have no child, Lepage?" he gently added. "We have no child; it died with my fame." Hume looked steadily into the eyes of the man who had wronged him. "Remember, Lepage, you begin the world again. I am going now. By the memory of old days, good-bye." He held out his hand. Lepage took it, rose tremblingly to his feet, and said, "You are a good man, Hume. Good-bye."
On an easel stood a masterly small portrait of Lord Dunstable as a young man, by Bastien Lepage; and not far from it rather pushed into a corner a sketch by Millais of a fair-haired boy, leaning against a pony. By this time Doris was quivering both with excitement and fatigue. She sank into a chair, and turned eagerly to the wine and biscuits with which Miss Field pursued her.
Hume was to go back with Cloud-in-the-Sky and Late Carscallen, and a number of Indian carriers; for this was a journey of business too. Gaspe Toujours and Jeff Hyde were to press on with Lepage, who was now much stronger and better. One day passed, and on the following morning Hume gave instructions to Gaspe Toujours and Jeff Hyde, and made preparations for his going back.
He was standing in the Barracks Square, when a horseman rode in and made inquiry of a sergeant standing near, if Lepage had arrived at the fort. A few words brought out the fact that Rose Lepage was nearing the fort from the south. The trooper had been sent on ahead the day before, but his horse having met with a slight accident, he had been delayed.
Hume's hand fell gently on the head, and he said to the fire: "Ah, Rose Lepage, you can write to Factor Field what you dare not write to your husband if you knew. You might say to him then, 'With all love, but not 'With all respect." He folded the letter and put it in his pocket. Then he took the dog's head between his hands and said: "Listen, Bouche, and I will tell you a story."
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