France -- History -- Henry II, 1547-1559 -- Fiction; Montgomery, Gabriel, comte de, 1530-1574 -- Fiction
He raised his hat as if to salute the heroic dead, among whom was the
noble Vaulpergues.
"Yes," responded Coligny, "we pity them and honor them. But, Monsieur
d'Exmès, what shall we say to you? How shall we thank you? At least, my
friend, let me fold you in my arms, for you have already twice saved St.
Quentin."
But Gabriel, pressing his hand warmly, again rejoined,--
"Monsieur l'Amiral, tell me that in ten days' time."
CHAPTER XXXI
ARNAULD DU THILL'S MEMORY
It was full time that the successful stroke should be accomplished, and
the welcome succor be thrown into the town. Day was beginning to break;
and Gabriel, completely worn out from having hardly closed his eyes for
four days, was taken to the town-hall by the admiral, who gave him the
next room to the one he himself occupied. There Gabriel threw himself
upon the bed, and slept as if he would never wake.
It was four o'clock in the afternoon before his refreshing slumber, of
which the poor youth, with all his anxiety, stood so much in need, was
broken by Coligny's entrance. An assault had been made by the enemy
during the day and gallantly repulsed, but another was threatened for
the next day; and the admiral, who had had every reason thus far to.
think well of Gabriel's advice, had come to ask it once more. Gabriel
was soon out of bed and ready to receive Coligny.
"Just a word to my squire, Monsieur l'Amiral," said he, "and I am at
your service."
"At your convenience, Vicomte d'Exmès," rejoined Coligny. "As the
Spanish flag would be flying over this building at this moment but for
you, I may well say to you, 'You are at home.'"
Gabriel went to the door, and called Martin-Guerre. He came at once, and
Gabriel led him aside.
"My good Martin," said he, "I told you yesterday that I should have
hereafter as much confidence in your intelligence as in your loyalty,
and I will prove it to you. You must go at once to the ambulance at the
Faubourg d'Isle. There you will inquire, not for Madame de Castro, but
for the superior of the Benedictines, good Mother Monique; and it is she
alone whom you must ask to say to Sister Bénie--you understand, to
Sister Bénie--that Vicomte d'Exmès, on a mission at St. Quentin from
the king, will call upon her within an hour, and that he entreats her to
await him there. You see, Monsieur de Coligny is likely to keep me here
some time; and in a matter of life and death, you know, one must always
put duty before pleasure. So go, and let her know at least that my heart
is with her."
"She shall know it, Monseigneur," said Martin, eagerly; and he was off
on the moment, leaving his master somewhat less impatient, as well as
easier in his mind.
He made the best of his way to the ambulance at the Faubourg d'Isle, and
asked for Sister Monique on all sides with much earnestness of manner.
The superior was pointed out to him.
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