France -- History -- Louis XVI, 1774-1793 -- Fiction
The young man made a movement and the speaker stopped; caught sight of
my lady, just beyond, in the fading light. And at the picture--her
figure behind that other one--the fine, patrician features, framed by
the disordered golden hair, the widely opened eyes, bright, expectant,
the intruder started back.
"The Governor's daughter! You, Seigneur!" he stammered, and, raising
his hand, involuntarily crossed himself.
CHAPTER IX
A DISCOVERY
"Why did you do that?" It was Lady Elise who now spoke, lifting her
head haughtily to regard the new-comer, as she stepped toward him.
"Cross yourself, I mean?"
"This good fellow, my Lady, is surprised to see you here, and small
wonder he forgets his manners!" said the young man coolly, speaking for
the other. "But he is honest enough--and--intends no disrespect!"
"None whatever!" muttered the intruder, a thin, wizened, yet still
active-looking person.
My lady did not reply; her gaze, in which suspicion had become
conviction, again met the young man's, whose black eyes now gleamed
with a sudden, challenging light.
"With your permission, my Lady, I will speak with this fellow," he
said, and abruptly strode from the tower; walked a short distance away,
followed by the man, when he stopped.
"_Certes_, your tongue betrayed you that time, Sanchez!" he said
confronting the other.
The man made a rough gesture. "_C'est vrai_!" regretfully. "But when
I saw you two together I thought I had seen a--" He stopped. "She is
so like--"
"Nay; I don't blame you; the sight was certainly unexpected! I had
thought to come down and prepare you, but--'tis done!"
"And I knew what it meant." The old servant looked over his shoulder
toward the tower.
"Call it magic!" with a short laugh.
"_Diablerie_!" muttered the other.
"Well, have your way! Why," abruptly, "did you not meet me here last
night at high tide, as we had planned?"
"The priest came not in time; fearing he was watched, waited until
night to leave his hiding-place at Verranch."
"And after missing me last night, you thought to find me here to-day?"
"I knew you were most anxious to see him; that upon him depended your
chance to undo some of his Excellency, the Governor's, knavery! And,
then, to find you here with the daughter of the man who has wrought you
so much wrong; robbed you of your lands--your right to your name!" A
cloud shadowed the listener's bold brow. "I know not how it came
about, Seigneur, but be assured, no good can come of it!"
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