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"One hundred!" cried Pincornay; "Cap de Bious! I have not got them; I have spent them on my equipment." "Sell your chain, then. But I have something else to add; I have remarked many signs of irritation between different members of your body, and each time a difference arises I wish the matter referred to me, and I alone shall have the power of allowing a duel to take place.
Perducas de Pincornay had bought from some Jew a gold chain as thick as a cable; Pertinax de Montcrabeau was all bows and embroidery: he had bought his costume from a merchant who had purchased it of a gentleman who had been wounded by robbers. It was rather stained with blood and dirt, it was true, but he had managed to clean it tolerably.
Pertinax de Montcrabeau and Perducas de Pincornay turned deadly pale, and Montcrabeau tried to stammer out some excuses. All eyes were turned toward them. "Nothing can excuse you," said De Loignac; "even if you were drunk you should be punished for that; and you shall be punished." A terrible silence ensued.
The process of examination consisted in comparing the half card with another half in the possession of the officer. The Gascon with the bare head advanced first. "Your name?" said De Loignac. "It is on the card." "Never mind; tell it to me." "Well, I am called Perducas de Pincornay." Then, throwing his eyes on the card. M. de Loignac read.
"At least, gentlemen, do me the favor to tell me " "Why it is M. de Carmainges!" said the man who had seized his sword. "M. de Pincornay!" cried Ernanton. "Oh, fie; what a bad trade you have taken up." "I said silence," cried the voice of the chief; "and take this man to the depot." "But, M. de St. Maline, it is our companion, Ernanton de Carmainges." "Ernanton here!" cried St.
"Perducas de Pincornay, 26 October, 1585, at noon precisely. Porte St. Antoine." "Very good; it is all right," said he, "enter. Now for you," said he to the second. The man with the cuirass advanced. "Your card?" said De Loignac. "What! M. de Loignac, do you not know the son of your old friend, whom you have danced twenty times on your knee?" "No."
"Supper!" cried M. de Loignac; "and from this moment let all be friends, and love each other like brothers." "Hum!" said St. Maline. "That would be difficult," added Ernanton. "See," cried Pincornay, "they laugh at me because I have no hat, and they say nothing to M. Montcrabeau, who is going to supper in a cuirass of the time of the Emperor Pertinax, from whom it probably came.
"No," replied Perducas de Pincornay, "the sign is tempting for men of honor." "Ah! is it you?" said St. Maline, the gentleman with the lackeys, "you have not yet explained to me what you were about to do, when the crowd separated us." "What was that?" asked Pincornay, reddening. "How it happens that I met you on the road between Angoulême and Angers without a hat, as you are now?"
At present I do not know the capacities of any one, but I shall watch and learn. Now, go, gentlemen; and M. de Montcrabeau and M. de Pincornay, you will remember that I expect your fines to be paid to-morrow." They all retired except Ernanton, who lingered behind. "Do you wish anything?" asked De Loignac.
The young man looked up; it was our friend Ernanton de Carmainges. "I beg you will leave me alone," said he, "I was not thinking of you." Pincornay turned away, grumbling; but at this moment an officer entered. "M. de Loignac!" cried twenty voices. At this name, known through all Gascony, every one rose and kept silence.
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