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After what has happened you will refuse to meet the Chevalier." "I certainly shall." "I am at your service," said the vicomte. "D'Halluys," cried the poet, "you have no right to interfere." "Stand aside, Monsieur de Saumaise." The vicomte pressed the poet back. "Vicomte," said D'Hérouville, "I will not fight you to-night." "I am certain. Here is a phrase which leaves no misunderstanding."
To snuff a candle with a pair of swords held scissorwise is a feat to be accomplished only by an expert. Interest in the sport was always high; and to-night individual wagers as to the outcome sprang up around the table. "Saumaise," said the vicomte, "will you hold the watch?" "With pleasure, Vicomte," accepting the vicomte's handsome time-piece.
He was not so tall a man as the vicomte, but his shoulders were as broad and his chest as deep. Neither the vicomte nor the poet heard the surprised exclamation which came with a muffled sound from behind the grey mask. She swayed slightly. The younger threw her arms around her, but never took her eyes from the flushed countenance of Victor de Saumaise.
"To prove to you my entire good will, I will place my life into your keeping, Monsieur le Chevalier. Doubtless Saumaise has told you that at present Paris is uninhabitable both to himself and to me. The shadows of the Bastille and the block cast their gloom upon us. We have conspired against the head of the state, which is Mazarin.
"Now, Messieurs, will you permit me to go? It is high time you both were on the way to Spain." D'Hérouville stamped his foot impatiently. "And you will go to Quebec?" asked the vicomte. "Certainly." "Well then, till Monsieur de Saumaise and I see you on board. We are bound in that direction." "You?" taken aback like a ship's sail.
How delicately this man was telling her that he still loved her! Absently her hand closed over the chestnuts, and the thought in her eyes was far away. If only it had been written that she might love him! "Monsieur de Saumaise," said Anne, "will you take me to the pool?
With a laugh he flung the bottle to the floor. "Listen!" with a sweeping glance which took in every face. "To Monsieur le Marquis, my noble father! Up, up!" waving his rapier. Yes, madness was in his eyes; it bubbled and frothed in his veins, burned and cracked his lips. "It is droll! Up, you beggars! . . . up, all of you! You, Vicomte; you, Saumaise!
"I believe not." "There will still remain Monsieur de Saumaise, who, for all his rhymes, handles a pretty blade." D'Hérouville snapped his fingers. "His death I have already determined." "Besides, if I read the Chevalier rightly he will force you. You laughed too loudly." "I will laugh again, even more loudly." "He will strike you . . . even as I did." D'Hérouville spat. "Leave me, Monsieur.
"I shall avoid Monsieur du Cévennes; I shall laugh in D'Hérouville's face; the vicomte will find me as cold and repelling as that iceberg which we passed near Acadia." "And Monsieur de Saumaise?" Anne persisted. "Well, if he wishes it, he may play Strephon to my Phyllis, only the idyl must go no further than verses. No, Anne; his is a brave, good heart, and I shall not play with it.
"Monsieur," began De Saumaise, "I am told that I bear your commission as major." He produced a packet which he gave to the captain. "I am perfectly aware of that. It was one of Mazarin's playful devices. I was to have had it while in Paris; and his Eminence put me off for no other reason than to worry me. Ah, well, he has the gout."
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