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The alert mind of De Rilly, it is true, divining the equally keen mind of the Duke of Guise, had predicted that Guise might pretend a belief in such instigation, and so force the King to avenge De Noyard, in self-vindication.
Then she regarded me with a new and peculiar expression, as if some daring idea had come into her mind, some project which had to be meditated upon before it might be safely breathed. "You look at me strangely, mademoiselle." "Oh, I merely wonder at your curiosity in regard to M. de Noyard." "My curiosity is not in regard to his feelings, but in regard to yours."
If you are as sincere as you are original, but I must go to the Queen-mother now. To-morrow afternoon, I shall walk in the gardens of the Tuileries, if the weather is clear." "But one moment, I beg! M. de Noyard, he is in love with you, is he not?" Her face again took on its mocking look. "I have not asked him," she said lightly.
"And now, monsieur," said Marguerite, still seeming to read from her book, "the King and the Queen, my mother, will make every effort to have you captured, lest it be thought that they are secretly protecting the slayer of M. de Noyard.
I soon felt the uselessness of searching, in my own mind, for the motive of Mlle. d'Arency's desire, or pretence of desire, for the death of De Noyard. What had passed between them I could not guess.
The fact would remain that I was the slayer of De Noyard, and, by accusing the instigators, I would but compel them to demonstrate non-complicity; which they could do only by clamoring for my punishment. And how could I prove that things were not exactly as they had appeared, that the woman's screams were not genuine: that she was not actually threatened by De Noyard?
Clearly as I saw the truth, clearly as De Noyard had seen it in his last moments, it could never be established by evidence. With bitter self-condemnation, and profound rancor against the woman whose tool I had been, I realized what an excellent instrument she had found for her purpose of ridding her mistress of an obstacle.
I understood, of course, the real reasons why De Noyard himself had not gone back to warn Bussy. Firstly, those in ambush would probably have noticed his turning back, suspected his purpose, and taken means to defeat it.
For a time, Mlle. d'Arency was thus lost to my sight; then the group opened, and I saw her resting her great eyes, smilingly, on the face of De Noyard, who was talking to her in a low tone, his gaze fixed upon her with an expression of wistful adoration. "The devil!" I muttered. "That man loves her."
I will save you. I shall go for a surgeon. Oh, my God, monsieur, tell me what to do to save your life!" "You will find my lackeys, two of them, at the cabaret at the next corner. It is closed, but knock hard and call for Jacques. Send him to me, and the other for a surgeon." De Noyard was manifestly growing weaker, and he spoke with great difficulty.
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