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The evidence of my identity was complete: there was my own admission to Castelroux; the evidence of the treason of Lesperon was none the less complete; in fact, it was notorious; and there was the Duke's letter found amongst my effects.
Then came, he announced, the very cream of the jest, when I was arrested as Lesperon and brought to Toulouse and to trial in Lesperon's stead; he told them how I had been sentenced to death in the other man's place, and he assured them that I would certainly have been beheaded upon the morrow but that news had been borne to him Rodenard of my plight, and he was come to deliver me.
I have no doubt, gentlemen, that you will think harshly of me because I did not enlighten the Vicomte. But there were reasons for which I trust you will not press me, since I shall find it difficult to answer you with truth." "But is your name Lesperon?" cried Lesperon. "That, monsieur, is a small matter.
As the rebel Rene de Lesperon I was sheltered at Lavedan and made welcome by my fellow-rebel the Vicomte, who already seemed much taken with me, and who had esteemed me before seeing me from the much that Monsieur de Marsac whoever he might be had told him of me.
I was aghast at the freedom of treasonable speech with which this very debonnaire gentleman ventured to address an utter stranger. "But tell me, Monsieur de Lesperon," resumed my host, "how is it with you?" I started in fresh astonishment. "How how do you know that I am Lesperon?" I asked. "Ma foi!" he laughed, "do you imagine I had spoken so unreservedly to a man of whom I knew nothing?
"It is indeed so, Chevalier?" she inquired. "Do you note the resemblance?" "Vanitas, vanitate," murmured the youth, who had some scraps of Latin and a taste for airing them. "I can see no likeness no trace of one. Monsieur de Lesperon is well enough, I should say. But Bardelys!" He cast his eyes to the ceiling. "There is but one Bardelys in France."
That he should have fallen into the Garonne and drowned himself were too great a good fortune to be hoped for." The bitterness with which he spoke of me afforded me ample cause for congratulation that I had resolved to accept the role of Lesperon. Yet, remembering that my father and he had been good friends, his manner left me nonplussed. What cause could he have for this animosity to the son?
You came here, for instance, as Monsieur de Lesperon. Why that duplicity?" "Again, mademoiselle, I did not," said I. She glanced at me with pathetic disdain. "Indeed, indeed, monsieur, you deny things very bravely." "Did I tell you that my name was Lesperon? Did I present myself to monsieur your father as Lesperon?" "Surely yes." "Surely no; a thousand times no.
Lesperon should set out with him at once, and in forty-eight hours they would be beyond the reach of the King's anger. "I have a favour to ask of you, Monsieur de Marsac," said I, rising; for our business was at an end. "It is that if you should have an opportunity of communicating with Mademoiselle de Lavedan, you will let her know that I am not not the Lesperon that is betrothed to your sister."
Saint-Eustache coloured to the roots of his hair, then, turning hastily to the driver, he bade him start. He would have closed the door with that, but that madame thrust herself forward. That was the Chevalier's chance to be avenged. "You cannot go," said he. "Cannot?" Her cheeks reddened. "Why not, monsieur Lesperon? "I have no reasons to afford you," he answered brutally. "You cannot go."
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