Traitor and True: A RomanceBloundelle-Burton, John
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Traitor and True: A Romance
Bloundelle-Burton, John
France -- History -- Louis XIV, 1643-1715 -- Fiction
"He will go to the Bastille, or Pignerol--Pignerol is safer; it is
afar off, out of, lost to, the world. He will experience that which he
has caused countless others to experience. And, later, he will--die."
"Die! How?"
"As others have died," the Jew hissed. "As all die who suffer under
his tyranny. By his own hands, or--will--appear--to have done so."
"My horse is in its stall," Humphrey thought to himself now; "my
rapier to my hand. It is time, and full time, too, for me to be on my
way. On my way to France--thank heaven the frontier is so near at
hand! To Paris, to the King. There is no time to lose. The King to be
seized and, later, the country invaded; the fortresses taken! And I
know all the scheme. All, as well as the names of all concerned."
"Yet," he went on, "I must contain myself longer. To leave this room
now, however softly; to attempt to unbar the door of this closed
house, if it is yet shut; to saddle 'Soupir' and ride off now is to
tell those wretches in there that they are blown upon. I must
wait--wait till full night has come, till midnight at earliest, or
even until later and, then, off and away. Away through the mountains,
over the plains--on--on--till I stand face to face with the King and
tell him all. Heaven above be praised, he knows me and my name: he has
befriended me and been good to my mother. It will not be hard to do.
Oh! that I could creep out now, at once, so as to waste no precious
moment."
For an instant, as thus he communed with himself, there had come to
him a thought that he would endeavour to communicate with the Duchess
by tapping gently on the door that was between their rooms; by
attracting the attention of her or Jacquette, both of whom were
probably at supper now in their salon; and by stealing away in that
manner. But no sooner had this idea come to him than it was discarded.
The tapping, or scratching, he must make to call their attention to
him would equally summon the attention of those in that other room,
and might, indeed, reach their ears sooner than it would reach the
ears of the others whose notice he desired to attract. No! he must
stay quiet until, at least, those in the next room had separated,
which, judging by the words he had heard the once unknown voice utter
to the effect that La Truaumont and his party should be abed before
ten--would undoubtedly not be long now.
Meanwhile, as these reflections passed through his mind his ears were
still on the alert; even as he thought, so he could listen, too, and
not only hear but grasp what was the subject of conversation between
the conspirators in that room.
From the absolute conspiracy itself the talk had now wandered to other
matters, and at this moment Humphrey heard La Truaumont say:--
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