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Pierrebon flung his victim on the straw near the beast. "I should lie still," he said in warning; "the horse might kick." Then he saddled up again, calmly selecting a third horse from the stable, from a stall where he saw some ladies' saddlery. "This will do for mademoiselle," he muttered as he glanced around him with satisfaction; "all is ready here. And now for the ogre."
She was brave enough, and she answered: "We are not far from the Mable, monsieur!" "From the Mable! Then Marçay is behind?" "About six miles." "Ah! I thought we had overridden ourselves. And Richelieu is at hand?" "'Tis but a bare league." "Then in two hours at most we will be there. You will, of course, ride my horse, and Pierrebon and I will share the other." "Thank you!" she said simply.
If I were the good King Nebuchadnezzar, now, I might do very well; but as it is " And then I heard a chuckle, and saw Pierrebon fumbling with the valise. He cast a sly look at me, his blue eyes twinkling. "Monsieur is hungry?" "Famished." "And thirsty?" "Well, I have drank a little" and I glanced at the streamlet "but a cup of d'Arbois now, or even some white Rochecorbon, would be nectar.
He dared not attempt to approach them, but was forced to stay where he was. At last he caught something. Malsain laughed out like a hyena: "I would slit their throats for fifty, and throw the Vidame into that " But Piero roughly bade him lower his voice, and the whispering continued. Pierrebon heard no more. That there was danger in the air he knew.
Short as the distance was I was in doubt if she would hold out, and as I glanced at her I saw even by the moonlight how white and drawn was her face, and then she began to sway in her seat. Calling to Pierrebon to take the reins of her horse I tried to hold her in the saddle, but, feeling her slipping, I put my unhurt arm around her and lifted her to the ground.
And taking her into the shade of a huge walnut-tree I flung my cloak on the grass, and made her sit thereon, whilst we hedged her around with saddlery. It was done as quickly as we could, and the tired girl leaned back against the saddles utterly wearied and exhausted. I stood watching her for a little, and then with a whispered word to Pierrebon about the horses stepped aside.
"Thirty-three Henris, of which two are bad, these I have set aside seven sols, and nine deniers, making in all thirty-one Henris, seven sols, and nine coppers of good money and this is all, monsieur." It was touching the afternoon, and I was going over the present state of my affairs with Pierrebon.
Then he turned the angle of the great priory. There was a flash of his red plume, a glitter of sunlight on his corselet, and he was gone. "If you take my advice, monsieur," I said to De Ganache, "you will be off at once. Here is a horse and there is the open gate." And with this I placed the reins of my nag, which Pierrebon had brought up, in his hand. The enthusiasm of the moment caught all.
Leaning forward I took her horse by the bridle and we entered the stream. "Courage!" said Pierrebon, who rode at her right; "courage, mademoiselle! It is not deep." And she laughed, for she was not afraid, though the water bubbled and hissed around us, and once or twice the horses staggered and swayed, as though they would have fallen. Finally we made the passage, and reached the opposite shore.
And Malsain, putting down his arquebus, returned to his cheese again as he added: "There are two stalls vacant there, and you will find oats in that barrel." He had not, of course, it will be understood, received Trotto's message as yet. Pierrebon entered without further ceremony.
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