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"I mean," I hastened to explain, "we do not understand how you come to be here. And a prisoner." I was really thinking that her story might throw some light upon ours. "I do not know, myself," she said. "Yesterday, in the afternoon, I paid a visit to the Abbess of the Ursulines." "Pardon me," Croisette interposed quickly, "but are you not of the new faith? A Huguenot?"
Anne!" said Croisette, rising on his elbow and speaking to me some three hours later, "what do you think the Vidame meant this morning when he said that about the ten days?" "What about the ten days?" I asked peevishly. He had roused me just when I was at last falling asleep. "About the world seeing that his was the true faith in ten days?" "I am sure I do not know.
Croisette plucked my sleeve before I could answer, and pointed to the box-bed with its scanty curtains. "If they see us in the room," he urged softly, "while they are half in and half out, they will give the alarm. Let us hide ourselves yonder. When they are inside you understand?" He laid his hand on his dagger. The muscles of the lad's face grew tense. I did understand him.
That Mademoiselle de Caylus had been his sport and plaything. And that we in trying to be beforehand with Bezers had been striving to save a scoundrel from his due. It meant all that, as soon as we grasped it in the least. "Madame," said Croisette gravely, after a pause so prolonged that her smile faded pitifully from her face, scared by our strange looks.
I darted up the oak staircase four steps at a time, and rushed into the great drawing-room on my left, banging the door behind me. The once splendid room was in a state of strange disorder. Some of the rich tapestry had been hastily torn down. One window was closed and shuttered; no doubt Croisette had done it.
And sometimes the covert looks, the grim sneer he shot at his rival his prisoner made me shiver even in the sunshine. Sometimes, on the other hand, when I took him unawares, I found an expression on his face I could not read. I told Croisette, but warily, my suspicions of his purpose. He heard me, less astounded to all appearance than I had expected. Presently I learned the reason.
Was it shame, or fear, or some chivalrous feeling having its origin in that moment when I had fancied myself her knight? I am not sure, for I had not made up my mind even now whether I ought to pity or detest her; whether she had made a tool of me, or I had been false to her. "She came up to the bed, you remember, Anne?" Croisette went on. "You were next to her.
But in the Huguenot version the last words were of course transposed. We had worked our way by this time to the front of the line, and looking into one another's eyes, mutely asked a question; but not even Croisette had an answer ready. There could be no answer but one. What could we do? Nothing. We were too late. Too late again!
"Down with the Huguenots!" cried one, as I appeared, one bolder than the rest. "Down with the CANAILLE!" I retorted, sternly eyeing the ill-looking ring. "Will you set yourselves above the king's peace, dirt that you are? Go back to your kennels!" The words were scarcely out of my mouth, before I saw that the fellow whom Croisette was punishing had got hold of a dagger.
Darting aside I let him pass he was blinded and could not see me and then found that Croisette brave lad! had collared the foremost of the ruffians, and was beating him with his sheathed sword, while the rest of the rabble stood back, ashamed, yet sullen, and with anger in their eyes. A dangerous crew, I thought; not townsmen, most of them.
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