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What youthful nature could be strong enough to resist the cunning pressure of influences wielded thus? So Rene Drucquer carried the secret in his heart until circumstances rendered it unimportant. Man is, after all, only fallible, and those to whom is given the privilege of accepting or refusing candidates for admission to the great Society of Jesus had made a fatal error in taking Rene Drucquer.
You must take every care, and spare no expense or trouble. If it is necessary you can have doctors from Nantes. I will bear every expense, and I shall be grieved to hear of his death!" Then he turned to leave the cell. He was a busy man, and his visit had already lasted nearly three minutes. Rene Drucquer stepped forward hurriedly.
Had Rene Drucquer been a good Jesuit, he would have seen his opportunity of saying a word in season. But this estimable desire found no place in his heart just then. "Your life," he continued in a monotone, "is already mapped out like the voyage of a ship traced across a chart. Is it not so? I have imagined it like that." Vellacott continued to smoke for some moments in silence.
"I did not say 'thou, but 'you," he persisted gently. Vellacott's glance wavered; he raised his head, and looked out of the open port-hole across the glassy waters of the river. "What do you mean?" he inquired. "I thought," said Rene Drucquer, "there might be some one else some woman who was waiting for news." After a little pause the journalist replied.
As the sun rose over the sea the next morning, its earliest rays glanced gaily through the open port-hole of a cabin in a large ocean steamer, still panting from her struggle through tepid Eastern seas. In this little cabin lay the Jesuit missionary, Rene Drucquer, watching the moving reflections of the water, which played ceaselessly on the painted ceiling overhead.
"I should say," replied Rene Drucquer, "that his chief characteristic is energy; but for some reason, during these last two days this seems to have slowly evaporated. His resistance on Wednesday night was very energetic he dislocated my arm, and reset it later and when the vessel was in danger he was full of life.
And these, forsooth, are the teachings of one who, in his zealous shortsightedness, claims to have received his inspiration direct from the lips of the Great Teacher. Rene Drucquer found himself in the intimate society of a man who said what he thought, acted as he conceived best, and held himself responsible, for word or deed, to none on earth.
Personally courageous, his bravery was of a high order, if the spirit of self-devotion called it into existence. In this his courage was more akin to that of women than of men. If duty drove him he would go where the devil drags most people, and Rene Drucquer was not by any means the first man or woman whose life has been wrecked, wasted, and utterly misled by a blind devotion to duty.
The Englishman knew too well with whom he was dealing to harbour any ill-feeling against the ignorant fishermen or even towards the Abbe Drucquer for the rough treatment he had received. The former were poor, and money never was beaten by a scruple in open combat yet. The latter, he rightly presumed, was only obeying a mandate he dared not dispute.
The letter was written in guarded language, because Christian had arrived at the conclusion that the only means he had of despatching it was through the hands of Rene Drucquer. The crew of the Deux Freres were not now allowed to speak with him. He possessed no money, and it would have been folly to attempt posting an unstamped letter addressed to England in a little place like Audierne.
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