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Updated: June 24, 2025
As I lay in the silence, my thoughts turned from De Berquin to Mlle. de Varion. Her demonstration on learning that I was La Tournoire was in harmony with the manner in which she had previously questioned me concerning my friendship for the bearer of that name.
After she knew me to be La Tournoire, and was assured that I did not suspect her, she no more spoke of my going from her. She had forged chains of love to hold me where she was. Her coyness but kept those chains the stronger, her postponement of the surrender made it the more impossible for me to leave her side. Who can go from the woman he loves while his fate is uncertain?
'And, said Montignac, 'you have not a woman's wit to find his hiding-place, or a woman's means of luring him from his men. And yet, you will remember that when I thought you were a lackey, and you offered to deliver La Tournoire to me, I grasped at the chance, for I knew that, however set the governor might be on having the lady take you, he would be glad enough to have you taken by any one, and if I took you and got the reward I could afford to bear Montignac's displeasure.
"It is well that he did not know the place of our destination when he went away," said Blaise, in the same insignificant tone, "else M. de Berquin might torture the secret out of him, and carry it to the governor of the province, for M. de Berquin knows now that my master is La Tournoire.
"He is known to have been in the palace this morning, and no one answering his description has been seen to leave by any of the gates. It was, indeed, a most sudden and mysterious disappearance; and it is thought that he has run to cover in some chamber or other. We are looking everywhere." "Who is the man?" asked Marguerite, in a tone of indifference. "M. de la Tournoire, of the French Guards."
"It is natural," thought I, "for him not to disclose his purpose, even when there is no use for him to conceal it." "I take La Tournoire?" he said, presently, half to himself.
I ran to the gate and heard him tell Maugert, who covered him with an arquebus, match lighted, that he was seeking the abode of the Sieur de la Tournoire, for whom he had important news. "Let him come, Maugert!" I called from the gate. I stepped back into the courtyard. At that moment Blaise came out of the chateau.
Would she not, on learning that La Tournoire was myself, all the more decidedly insist on going her own way? Therefore, before disclosing myself to her, I must accustom her to the view that a difference in religion ought not to separate two who love each other.
"Par dieu, Montignac!" cried the governor, with a laugh of derision. "Drink less wine, I pray you! Your scheme becomes preposterous. Of what kind of man do you take him to be, this Sieur de la Tournoire, who offers a reward, in my own province, for my head and that of the Duke of Guise?"
The captor of La Tournoire can afford to earn Montignac's displeasure by deviating from his orders. Should you take this Huguenot, you would be in a position to snap your fingers at Montignac." "But if it is in your power to give up La Tournoire, why do you not take him and get the reward? Why have you not done so already?" "For the very fact which puts it in my power to do so. I am of his party.
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