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And she too went forward to where the long dark things lay stretched out on the sward, and shrinking, she looked, and then on a sudden she sank on her knees, and prayed, and because, whatever had happened, I had never lost my faith in God, without whom we are nothing, I knelt too, and Pierrebon with me, and in our own way we each sought comfort.
"I know that; but what I am thinking of is that it is not enough. In short, I know not how long it will be before I can communicate with Olden Hoorn at Antwerp; and more money is needed, for there is work before us, Pierrebon." The honest fellow's eyes lit. "How many times have I not said the good days would come back, monsieur?
"The King of Navarre will at any rate pay this debt of the Duc de Vendôme I swear it," said Le Brusquet solemnly as he slipped the ring on to his finger, and with that I left them. On arrival at the Rue Tire Boudin I summoned Pierrebon, and informing him of the state of affairs told him to have all in readiness for our departure that night.
It was, however, a different matter with Pierrebon, and when the time came he lost nothing by his fidelity. Matters being so far arranged we left the Elephant and betook ourselves to the priory of the Capuchins, as M. de Montluc wished.
Taking up one of the candles from the table he led me across the room, and along a narrow passage, on one side of which my room was, and then, saying he would send Pierrebon, and wishing me "good-night" with a sulky civility, the man went. Shortly after I heard steps along the passage, there was a knock at my door, and Pierrebon entered.
Malsain was already returning; and if it were to be war Pierrebon thought he might as well begin, and strike the first blow. Quick as thought he arose, and taking up the arquebus moved off near the horses, and he was blowing on the match to hearten the fire when Malsain stepped in. "Blood of a Jew! what are you doing with the arquebus, fool? Put it down this instant, or I slit your throat."
And Malsain, his poniard in his hand, stood near the table, glaring savagely at Pierrebon. "Pardon!" said Pierrebon. "I was but looking at it. 'Tis a noble weapon. And one well suited to a soldier's hand." "It could kill too, I wager," said Pierrebon, laughing, as he raised the weapon, and pointed it at Malsain, who went back the step he had taken, saying, with an oath, "It is loaded, fool!
We were, however, near Poitiers by this, and could see the spires of the churches and the black mass of the city. I drew rein for a moment to look, and almost felt as if my task were done, when Pierrebon exclaimed: "Allons, monsieur! it has come!" And with a vengeance, too. First a few warm drops, then a blaze of lightning, a crash of thunder, and then rain in torrents.
He was late in the recovery, and I ran him through the side. "Jesus!" he screamed, "I am dead!" Then he fell forward on his face, his fingers working convulsively. "He is dead too!" said Pierrebon as he stooped over the body.
I determined to do so then and there, and a fortnight later, accompanied by Pierrebon, I was in Paris. I had every reason to confirm the opinion I had formed, that I and my doings had been forgotten. In the humble class to which I now belonged no one had ever heard of the Chevalier d'Orrain. Here in Paris I felt I was safe, and I consequently determined to fix my abode in the great city.
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