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"More trouble," said Carré gloomily. "We'll meet it with our fists," said Hamon cheerfully. "M. le Sénéchal is not going to be browbeaten by a man he's flung out of the Island." And so it turned out. The cutter had brought M. Le Masurier a letter from the authorities in Guernsey which pleased him not at all.
"He's dead unless he's the devil," said the Sénéchal sententiously. Vast was the wonder of the Sark folk when they heard next day of that night's doings, and learned who the murderer of the Coupée was, and how and by whom he had been laid by the heels.
"Well," he said, with visible reluctance, "I learned afterwards, and by accident, something of what he said or meant." "How was that, and what was it?" "Is it necessary to go into that? Won't it do if I say it was a very gross insult?" The three at the table conferred for a moment. Then the Sénéchal said very kindly, "I perceive we are getting on to somewhat delicate ground, Mr.
Jeanne Falla took her in and comforted her, and as soon as George Hamon heard the news, he started off with a neighbour or two to Frégondée to attend to Martel. In the result, and not without some tough fighting, for Martel was a powerful man and furious at their invasion, they carried him in bonds to the house of the Sénéchal, Pierre Le Masurier, for judgment.
"Not dead," said the Doctor at last. "Stunned and badly knocked about. He'll come round. Now, how are we to get him up?" "Here's a blanket and a rope." "Good! The blanket!... So!... Now gently, my man!... Got it, Sénéchal? Right! Ease him down on to the path. That's right! Give me a hand, will you? My legs aren't as limber as they used to be.
The coping is an attic forming a niche, in which is placed an alabaster statue; it holds a sword and represents power, according to some, justice and prudence, according to others. In the frieze above the figure is the following inscription: In virtute tabernaculum ejus. The cornice is terminated by two goats supporting the armorials of the senechal.
Stephen Gard stood up at once and all eyes settled on him. Then Peter Mauger was pushed along from the back, with friendly thumps and growling injunctions to speak up. But the looks bestowed on Gard were of quite a different quality from those given to Peter, and the men at the table could not but notice it. "We will take Peter Mauger first. Let him be sworn," said the Sénéchal, and Gard sat down.
Very clever!" said the Sénéchal, through his pipe. "Where does that leave us, then?" "We must have a decoy, of course." "H'm! You'll not get any Sark man to act as decoy to the devil. Besides, they would talk, and that would upset the whole thing." "What about one of your men, Gard?"
It was altogether beyond him. He lay, with his eyes glued to the point round which they had gone, stupid with the wonder of it. They had actually given it up for to-day, at least, and gone back! He cudgelled his brains for the meaning of it all, till they grew dull and weary with futile thinking. Perhaps Nance and the Vicar and the Sénéchal had prevailed after all!
And behind M. le Sénéchal came two or three more men and half the women and children of the Island, the women all agog with excitement, the children dodging in and out to get a glimpse of the bound man. And none of them said a word. The only sound was the grinding of the heavy boots in front, and the bustle of the passage of such a crowd along so narrow a way.
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