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Updated: July 26, 2025
"It seems, monsieur, that I must refresh your memory." The Marquis crossed his legs, and swung sideways on his chair, so that at last he directly faced M. de Vilmorin.
M. le Marquis, on his side, was no less eager for an immediate settlement; and since they had M. de Chabrillane to act for his cousin, and Andre-Louis to serve as witness for M. de Vilmorin, there was nothing to delay them.
I shall appeal to him for justice." "Against M. de La Tour d'Azyr?" Andre-Louis raised his eyebrows. "Why not?" "My dear ingenuous Philippe, dog doesn't eat dog." "You are unjust to your godfather. He is a humane man." "Oh, as humane as you please. But this isn't a question of humanity. It's a question of game-laws." M. de Vilmorin tossed his long arms to Heaven in disgust.
His eyes gleamed a moment; the next they were smiling up into the face of his tall enemy. "No better than the others, after all! Well, well! Remark, I beg you, how history repeats itself with certain differences. Because poor Vilmorin could not bear a vile lie with which you goaded him, he struck you. Because you cannot bear an equally vile truth which I have uttered, you strike me.
Auban muttered an oath, Vilmorin stifled a cry, whilst he who had so loudly called to know where I hid myself a frail little fellow, in the uniform of the gardes du corps now stood silent and abashed. The two women, who had withdrawn into a dark and retired corner of the apartment, stood gazing with interest upon this pretty scene. "Well, gentlemen?"
"Come, now, that is a better reason than the other," said he. "If there is a reason in the world that could move me it would be that. But there is too much between La Tour d'Azyr and me. There is an oath I swore on the dead hand of Philippe de Vilmorin. I could never have hoped that God would afford me so great an opportunity of keeping it." "You have not kept it yet," she warned him.
What was the use of this great skill in fence that he had come to acquire, unless he could turn it to account to avenge Vilmorin, and to make Aline safe from the lure of her own ambition? It would be an easy thing to seek out La Tour d'Azyr, put a mortal affront upon him, and thus bring him to the point.
Sulpice des Reaux by night?" "Precisely what I asked Vilmorin. The Marquis desires it, and what will you? since I am going to kill the man, I can scarce do less than kill him on a spot of his own choosing." Michelot screwed up his face and scratched at his grey beard with his huge hand. "Does no suspicion of foul play cross your mind, Monsieur?" he inquired timidly.
I glanced round the well-filled room, and at one of the tables I espied my quarry in company with St. Auban and Montmedy the very gentlemen who were to fight beside him that evening and one Vilmorin, as arrant a coxcomb and poltroon as could be found in France.
Because there was no justice in France to move against the murderer of Philippe de Vilmorin, I moved in the only way that I imagined could make the evil done recoil upon the hand that did it, and those other hands that had the power but not the spirit to punish. Since then I have come to see that I was wrong, and that Philippe de Vilmorin and those who thought with him were in the right.
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