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"I did not know whither you and the other three gentlemen were going, milor," she replied; "but I did know that some of you were to make a start at four o'clock, whilst I was to wait here for your leader and prepare some supper against his coming." "At what time did he tell you that he would come?"
You must have the solemnity of the actors, as they Meess and Milor one another, and the perfect gravity and good faith with which the audience listen to them. Our stage Frenchman is the old Marquis, with sword, and pigtail, and spangled court coat.
The French maid, full of sympathy and excitement, wondered, while she turned on the taps, how Miladi should look so disdainful and calm. "Mon Dieu! if Milor was my Raoul! I would be far otherwise," she thought to herself, as she poured in the scent.
Did it almos' be said to him las' year, after when he play' with Milor' Tappin'ford at the chocolate-house " "You dirty scandal-monger!" the Duke burst out. "I'll " "Monsieur, monsieur!" said the Frenchman. "It is a poor valor to insult a helpless captor. Can he retort upon his own victim? But it is for you to think of what I say.
"I wait for Miladi, Milor, she have not come in," Henriette said. "And I so fear Miladi will be late." Tristram felt his heart stop beating for a second strong man as he was. Miladi had not come in! But as they spoke, he perceived her on the landing below, hurrying up she had not waited to get the lift and he went down to meet her, while Henriette returned to her room.
He gave certain directions to milor there were certain fresh medicaments to be got during the day. While he spoke there was a sinister glint in his eyes half cynical, wholly menacing as he looked up into the calm, impassive face of milor.
Nor did the child recoil any longer from the ugly task which milor, with suave speech and tender voice, was so ardently seeking to impose on her. A few more words of love, which cost him nothing, a few kisses which cost him still less, since the wench loved him, and since she was young and pretty, and Yvonne was as wax in the hands of the traitor.
"But you, milor," stammered pere Lenegre, "and your friends ?" "La, man," retorted Blakeney lightly, "have I not told you before never to worry about me and my friends? We have more ways than one of giving the slip to this demmed government of yours. All you've got to think of is your wife and your daughter.
"At last he said he had a headache, and would go to bed, and I understood the orders too, that I was to retire. 'I wish you a good night, mon petit milor, says he, 'stay, you will fall without your crutch, and his eyes twinkled at me, and his face wore a sarcastic grin. In the agitation of the moment I had quite forgotten that I was lame, and was walking away at a pace as good as a grenadier's.
"The brave English gentleman, my dear," retorted milor, with a sneer, "is bent on some horrible work of spying. The lady and the two children are, no doubt, innocent tools in his hands, just as I am, and when he no longer needs them he will deliver them over to the Committee of Public Safety, who will, of a surety, condemn them to death. That will also be my fate, Yvonne, unless you help me now."
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