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"My dagger is ready, monsieur!" Again the door closed; again I was alone with La Chatre. I had lost my former advantage. For now, should I strike my tray once, for the purpose of summoning Montignac, so that I might be at the door to slay him at first sight, the governor could strike his bowl, and Montignac would hear two strokes or more signal for mademoiselle's death.
I ought rather to have summoned Montignac by two strokes on the tray, and been at the door to receive him. But I had not waited to consider. I spoke of the advantage as soon as I noticed it, supposing that La Chatre, on seeing it, would think himself at my mercy and would come to my terms. He was taken back somewhat, it is true, but not much. "Pah!" he said "After all, I could shout to him."
"A fine love, indeed?" she cried, scornfully, "that would buy the love it dare not hope to elicit free!" And she turned to La Chatre as if for protection. But the governor shook his head, and remained motionless at the window. "A love you shall not despise, mademoiselle!" hissed Montignac, stung by her scorn.
It did not please me to think that the lady might have come hither to join the governor. At last the noise of La Chatre's men remounting told us that the governor had rejoined them from the inn. Looking out of the window, we saw him at their head, a splendid, commanding figure. Montignac, studious-looking, despite the horse beneath him, was beside the governor.
He stood thinking for a time, during which I supposed that he was considering the propriety of his personally making the capture, in view of the plan that I had overheard Montignac suggest to the governor, namely, that the spy should merely lure La Tournoire into an ambush where the governor's soldiers should make the seizure.
I cried, catching Montignac's blade again with my dagger, and giving a thrust which he avoided by leaping backward. "Good, Montignac!" cried La Chatre, looking on from the window. "He cannot reach you! If you cannot kill him, you may keep him engaged till the troops come back!" "I shall kill him!" was Montignac's reply, while he faced me with set teeth and relentless eyes.
When he addressed me and introduced himself, I was surprised that he should already know my name." I then recalled that the governor's secretary, Montignac, at one time, during his talk with De Berquin outside our window, had pointed towards the inn. Was it, then, of Mlle. de Varion that he had been talking?
Yet there was one thing that might be had from the situation her father's freedom. So she summoned her energies, and devoted them to striving for that, though she was in terror of my being at any moment discovered. "I would make you the happiest of women," said Montignac, in a low, impassioned tone, falling on one knee and taking her hand, "if you would make me the happiest of men."
Such, as it was necessary for him to tell me, was the state of his mind when I came along I, ordered from court, hounded from Paris by creditors, ragged and ready for what might turn up. Near Fleurier Montignac turned up, in La Chatre's cavalcade.
"But one more parry, Montignac!" There was now a thunder of tramping in the hall outside the door. "Ay, one more the last!" It was I who spoke, and the speech was truth. I leaped upon my enemy, between his dagger and his sword, and buried my dagger in his neck.
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