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"Sweethearts," Tignonville answered dryly. And he cast a singular look at the minister. But La Tribe's mind was so full of one matter, he could think only of that. "How did you hear of the letters?" he asked. "The letters?" "Yes." "I do not know what you mean." La Tribe stared. "Then why are you following him?" he asked. "Why?" Tignonville echoed, a look of hate darkening his face.
Through all, however, a single purpose, the rescue of Angers, held good, and gradually other things fell into their places. When the meal was at an end, and Tignonville challenged him, he was ready. "Your enthusiasm seems to have waned," the younger man said with a sneer, "since we met, monsieur! May I ask now if you find any fault with the plan?" "With the plan, none."
Before I marry you, you must show me M. de Tignonville alive and safe!" He shrugged his shoulders. "He has taken himself off," he said. "It is naught to me what happens to him now." "It is all to me!" she retorted. At that he glared at her, the veins of his forehead swelling suddenly. But after a seeming struggle with himself he put the insult by, perhaps for future reckoning and account.
All this Tignonville saw, though his eyes, leaping the turmoil, looked only to the door at which he had left Mademoiselle a few hours earlier. There a crowd of men pressed and struggled; but from the spot where he stood he could see no more. That was enough, however. Rage nerved him, and despair; his world was dying round him. If he could not save her he would avenge her.
The other crossed himself. "Grant none light here!" he said devoutly. And with a last look he nodded and went out. In the doorway he jostled a person who was in the act of entering. It was M. de Tignonville, who, seeing Nancay at his elbow, saluted him, and stood looking round. The young man's face was flushed, his eyes were bright with unwonted excitement.
Then he climbed slowly and seriously to his place again, and sighed as he settled himself. "Unstable as water thou shalt not excel!" he muttered. "Now I know why there was only one egg." Meanwhile Tignonville, after putting a hundred yards between himself and his bedfellow, plunged into the first dark entry which presented itself.
But Tignonville retired his right foot nimbly, which brought them front to front again. And the younger man laughed. "Try again, M. le Comte!" he said. And, with the word, he dashed in himself quick as light; for a second the blades ground on one another, the daggers hovered, the two suffused faces glared into one another; then the pair disengaged again.
Such a frame of mind as yours is no good preparation for death, let me tell you!" "He will not kill us!" Tignonville cried. "He knows better than most men how to avenge himself!" "Then he is above most!" La Tribe retorted. "For my part I wish I were sure of the fact, and I should sit here more at ease." "If we could escape, now, of ourselves!" Tignonville cried.
"'Twas this way he ran!" "No, 'twas the other!" they contended; and their words, winged with vile threats and oaths, grew noisy and hot. The two listeners dared scarcely to breathe. The danger was so near, it was so certain that if the men came three paces farther, they would observe and search the haycart, that Tignonville fancied the steel already at his throat.
"He preaches as well as the good father his master! So frankly, noble sir, what is it? What is it? A woman grown ugly? A rich man grown old, with perchance a will in his chest? Or a young heir that stands in my lord's way? Whichever it be, or whatever it be, trust me and our friend here, and my butcher's gully shall cut the knot." Tignonville shook his head.
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