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"And Marie de Touchet?" asked Du Puys. "Charles IX was not a fool; he was mad." D'Hérouville smoothed his beard. Presently the Chevalier said to the vicomte: "Monsieur, will you be so kind as to seek my lackey? I am growing chilly and desire a shawl or a cloak." "I will gladly seek him," said the vicomte, flashing a triumphant look at D'Hérouville, whose face became dark.

He will burst forth all the more quickly when the time comes." "Is it true that her Majesty is at times attacked by a strange malady?" "A cancer has been discovered growing in her breast." Du Puys opened his commission and ran over it. He studied the lean, slanting chirography of the prime minister and stroked his grizzled chin.

I am going not as a gentleman but as a common trooper, and they are not permitted to have lackeys. Take the money; it is all I can do for you." Breton stretched a supplicating hand toward the poet. "Let him go, Paul," urged Victor. "Du Puys will make an exception in your case. Let him go. My own lad Hector goes to my sister's, and she will take good care of him.

As they arrived at the palisade and fort, Du Puys, sighting them, fired a salute of welcome. The echoes awoke, and hurried to the hills and back again with thrilling sound.

"Then the Chevalier is not all bad?" said Du Puys. "No. But he is the son of his father. You have met the Marquis de Périgny?" "Only to pass him on the streets. But here comes the host with the punch. What shall the toast be?" "New France." "My compliments on your good taste." And they bowed gravely to each other, drinking in silence.

I have spoken to Du Puys and Chaumonot. It is all settled but the daub of ink. Together, Paul; you will make history and I shall embalm it." He placed a hand upon the Chevalier's arm, his boyish face beaming with the prospect of the exploit. "And Madame de Brissac?" gently. "We shall close that page," said the poet, looking out of the window. She would be in Spain. Ah well!"

The town major of Quebec, Zachary du Puys, took military command of the party, which consisted of ten soldiers, thirty or forty white labourers, four Jesuit fathers Menard, Le Mercier, Dablon, and Fremin two lay brothers, and a number of Hurons, Senecas, and Onondagas. On the 17th of May the colonists left Quebec in two large boats and twelve canoes.

"I do not consider masters of merchantmen gentlemen," replied Dolly with a slight sniff. "My father is an officer in the King's service, and I have been taught to " "Ha, ha! Mees Dorotee," laughed Portveldt good-humouredly, "dot is nod so. Your baba is but a gommissary who puys de goots vich I bring me from Batavia to sell." "How dare you talk like that, sir?

The Chevalier, Victor and the vicomte were given rooms in the citadel; D'Hérouville accepted the courtesy of the governor and became a resident of the château; father Chaumonot, Major du Puys, and his selected recruits, had already made off for Onondaga. A word from Father Chaumonot into the governor's ear promoted the Chevalier to a lieutenancy in lieu of Nicot's absence in Onondaga.

"The weather permitting," answered Du Puys, vaguely wondering why the Chevalier wished to see him. His shrewd glance traveled from the Chevalier to Victor, and he saw that they had been drinking. "Thanks," said the Chevalier. "You are recruiting?" "Yes, Monsieur. I have succeeded indifferently well." "Is there room in your company for another recruit?"

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