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Rutler continued: "The maneuvers of your emissaries were crowned with perfect success, my lord, and it was due to the merest chance that your existence was revealed to my master, some two months since, and in order to inform him that without your knowledge, or without your full consent, they would make, my lord, a dangerous instrument of you."
The night was clear; the chevalier could distinguish perfectly the features of the colonel; they were absolutely unknown to him. "My lord! remember your promise," said Rutler, who did not evince the slightest surprise when the face of the adventurer was seen. "How! he does not perceive his mistake," thought the astonished chevalier.
The adventurer could not prevent a smile in return, and answered, "The room, sir, will be sufficient." "Then, your highness, you have fully decided that you will bring madame with you?" "More than ever, sir; when I was the prisoner of Colonel Rutler, when I was destined to perish, perhaps, I left her ignorant of my peril, and abandoned her without warning her of the fate that awaited me."
Monsieur de Chemerant continued: "I shall also have the honor to hand to you, sir, a number of letters from England which will prove to you that the moment was never more favorable for an insurrection." "I know it," said the Gascon, with effrontery, remembering that this was what Rutler had said to him; "I know it, sir; my partisans are acting, and bestirring themselves greatly."
Rutler said, "My lord, may your grace pardon me for recalling you from thoughts it is easy to divine on seeing the portrait on that box but time is precious." Angela entered at this moment and said to Croustillac: "My lord, the negroes are waiting with torches to light the way."
Hardly had he said these words when John uttered the most piercing cries and struggled violently, exclaiming, "Help! help! I die!" Paralyzed with terror, Rutler strove to turn about, but he struck himself violently on the head against the side of the passage.
So saying, she entered a room near by, followed by the priest. "Your highness," said Chemerant, showing a paper to the Gascon, "here is a letter which was found on the person of Colonel Rutler; it leaves no doubts as to the plots of William of Orange against your highness. Rutler will be shot upon our arrival at Fort Royal."
Nothing is simpler; when one sacrifices oneself for others, it is hardly with the expectation of being crowned with roses, or caressed by nymphs of the woods. Well, the dagger broke; one of the men throttled Rutler; I found myself face to face with the French emissary. I did not lose my head. It was a matter touching you and the unhappy exile whom you loved passionately.
Rutler opened one with the point of his dagger; the fresh liquid inclosed within appeased his thirst, and its nourishing pulp his hunger.
He answered, however, "Are you sure, sir, that it is I whom you are seeking?" "Your grace need not attempt to deceive me," said Rutler. "It is true that I have not had the honor of seeing you before to-day, my lord; but I heard your conversation with madame the duchess. Who but you, my lord, would be walking with her at this hour?
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