[Footnote 1: "Ye men of wrath, why thus conspire ye To wage mad war against your Saviour Christ, By showing favor to this Anti-Christ, Till ye yourselves shall persecutors be? Ye doers of evil, The works of the Devil, You thus are upholding: And with impious hands From the Lord's high commands Are the people withholding."] [Footnote 2: "No longer now, with loud unseemly noise, Seek to delay the utterance of the word Of the great King of Kings, our God the Lord! Else shall His malediction from the skies, Upon ye descending, To woe never-ending In hell's darkest recess Consign ye, to languish In torment and anguish Your sins to redress."] [Footnote 3: These two rare and curious medals are to be seen to-day in the "Cabinet des Médailles."] CHAPTER VI ANOTHER TRIAL The disaffection of the Protestants having failed him, there remained still one more hope of assistance for Gabriel in his thirst for vengeance; namely, that furnished by the ambition of the Duc de Guise. Consequently he was very prompt the next morning at ten o'clock in keeping the appointment François de Lorraine had made with him at the Tournelles. It was evident that the young Comte de Montgommery was expected; for as soon as his name was announced he was shown into the presence of him who was now called the conqueror of Calais, thanks to Gabriel's daring scheme. Le Balafré came eagerly forward to meet him, and grasped both his hands affectionately. "Ah, here you are at last, my forgetful friend," said he. "I have been obliged to send for you, to follow you into your retirement, and if I had not done so God only knows when I should have seen you! Why is it? Why have you not been to visit me since my return?" "Monseigneur," said Gabriel, in a low tone, "much distressing anxiety--" "Ah! There it is! I was sure of it!" the duke interrupted him. "So they were false, were they, to the promises they made you h They deceived you, and insulted and tormented you. Oh, I was very suspicious that there was some infamy at the bottom of it all! My brother, the Cardinal de Lorraine, who was present when you arrived at the Louvre from Calais, and heard you spoken of as the Comte de Montgommery, imagined, with his priestly keenness, that you were destined to be the dupe or the victim of those people. Why did you not apply to him? He might have been of some assistance to you in my absence." "I thank you, Monseigneur," replied Gabriel, gravely, "but you are mistaken, I assure you. All their promises to me were redeemed with the utmost exactitude." "Oho, but you have such a way of saying it, my friend!"