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Andre, it was otherwise with those situated in the mountains; in those, when beaten, the Protestants found cover, when victorious rest; so that M. de Montrevel becoming aware that while these villages existed heresy would never be extirpated, issued the following ordinance:
Sir John was just finishing that interesting bit of history when Madame de Montrevel and her daughter returned. Amelie, who did not know how much had been said about her between Roland and Sir John, was astounded by the expression with which that gentleman scrutinized her. To him she seemed more lovely than before.
"Then I bid you welcome, Monsieur Roland de Montrevel, for I am the person you seek." "Ah, ah!" exclaimed the young man, amazed. Then, dismounting, he looked about as if for some one to take his mount. "Throw the bridle over your horse's neck, and don't be uneasy about him. You will find him when you want him. Nothing is ever lost in Brittany; you are in the land of honesty."
It is only joy at seeing my brother again which caused this slight indisposition, and it has already passed over." Then turning to Madame de Montrevel, she added with almost feverish haste: "Mother, we are forgetting that these gentlemen have made a long voyage, and have probably eaten nothing since Lyons.
Then holding him close after kissing him twice, "And so it was you who gave Valence that sword thrust?" "My word!" said the new captain and future aide-de-camp, "you were there when I promised it to him. A soldier keeps his word." Eight days later Captain Montrevel was doing duty as staff-officer to the commander-in-chief, who changed his name of Louis, then in ill-repute, to that of Roland.
"God has permitted me to see my brother again; but to-night I go to Him." Madame de Montrevel groaned. "Roland, Roland!" she said, "she is there already." Roland signed to her to leave them alone, and she went away with little Edouard. Roland closed the door, and returned to his sister's bedside with unutterable emotion.
At the Englishman's cry of admiration, Roland remembered that he was there, and Madame de Montrevel perceived his presence. As for the child, surprised to see this stranger in his mother's home, he ran hastily down the steps of the portico, stopping on the third one, not that he feared to go further, but in order to be on a level with the person he proceeded to question.
"No, beauteous lady," said the Lord of Montrevel, "such things which are mere trifles to a real soldier cannot disconcert me, I should blush for myself, if the common accidents of the field or of life could ruffle my temper." "Your beloved then is become faithless? console yourself, there still remain enough for you," said the young lady drily.
"Don't you understand?" "No." "The coach has been stopped." "Why? Tell me why? Ah, mother, I understand." "No, no," said Madame de Montrevel, "you don't understand." "Those gentlemen are robbers." "Take care you don't say so." "What, you mean they are not robbers? Why, see they are taking the conductor's money."
"Much good may it do you, my young gentleman. But neither my comrade nor myself would go, even for a whole louis." "Nor for two?" said Roland, wishing to corner them. "Nor for two, nor four, nor ten, Monsieur de Montrevel. Ten louis are good, but what could I do with them if my neck was broken?" "Yes, twisted like Pierre Marey's," said the other peasant.
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