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This conversation, in which, under all his mischievous banter, the duke seemed to have a definite and serious purpose in view, worried Isabelle very much, in spite of her efforts to banish it from her mind. Could it be that Vallombreuse was nursing a secret resentment against de Sigognac?
These words were uttered loudly and distinctly, so as to be heard by all. Isabelle turned her beautiful eyes, wet with tears, upon de Sigognac, and read in those of her true and faithful lover that he had not waited for the solemn attestation, "in extremis," of the Duke of Vallombreuse to believe in the perfect purity of her whom he adored.
Do not make use of it again, I pray you; we will see whether under a new name I may not succeed in escaping from the ill fortune that has thus far pursued me as the Baron de Sigognac. Henceforth then I take poor Matamore's place, and my name is Captain Fracasse." "Bravo! Vive Captain Fracasse!" cried they all, with enthusiasm, "may applause greet and follow him wherever he goes."
But enough of this jesting," she continued gravely, "let us be serious! You know my resolution, de Sigognac, so try to content yourself with being the object of the deepest, truest, most devoted love that was ever yet bestowed on mortal man since hearts began to beat in this strange world of ours." "Such a charming avowal ought to satisfy me, I admit, but it does not!
The Rodomontades of Captain Matamore would be the very thing; but that is out of our power now that poor Matamore is dead." When Scapin paused, de Sigognac made a sign with his hand that he wished to speak, and all the company turned respectfully towards him to listen to what he had to say.
But this Baron de Sigognac is not to be disposed of so easily as my lord believes. Never was there a braver, more fearless man. In our first attack on him, at Poitiers, he got the better of us in a most wonderful way we never saw the like of it and all he had to fight with was a dull, rusty sword, not intended for use at all; a theatre sword, just for looks.
As you are a nobleman yourself I suppose you must be familiar with the devices of the leading families in France." "Yes, I am of course," answered de Sigognac, "but I was too much occupied in getting out of the way of the swift rolling carriage to notice whether there was anything of that kind on it or not."
Isabelle, who meantime had been dressing for the other piece, passed near de Sigognac just then, and gave him such an angelic look so full of tenderness, sympathy, and passionate love that he quite forgot the haughty Yolande, and felt really happy again. It was a divine balm, that healed his wounded pride for the moment at least; but such wounds are all too apt to open and bleed again and again.
"You must do whatever you think proper and right," de Sigognac answered; "I have implicit confidence in your judgment, and leave my honour in your hands, without a condition or reservation."
Then turning to de Sigognac, he said, "You may trust his word, for he is an honourable fellow in his way, and will not molest you again I will answer for him."
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