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‘I swear to you, it is the exact truth,’ he protested. ’
A hand seemed to grip in Melusine’s chest and she hit out. Behind the illustrious personages just described marched a troop of stalwart
fellows, with white badges in their hats, quarterstaves, oaken cudgels, and links
in their hands. And
not on Melusine’s account, but to see Prudence, who had no use for a cavalier. Gosse had come to Blaye, so he had said, feeling it his duty as the
vicomte’s erstwhile secretary to deliver the fateful tidings, bringing with him one
of the servant girls, Yolande, who had also escaped the fury of the mob. He felt like a boy again, the taste for adventures was keen upon his palate, the
whole undiscovered world of rhythmical things, of love and poetry and passion
seemed again to him a real and actual place, and he himself an adventurer upon
the threshold. He
was a wonderful little creature with a perfect tiny face,
mottled pink cheeks, and eyes brighter than May. "How!" exclaimed Sheppard. Arrived at the audience-chamber, he set down the light upon a stand,
threw open the door, and announced in a loud voice, but with the perfect
intonation of the person he represented,—"Sir Rowland Trenchard. Wood's displeasure; and he
was the more readily induced to do this, as the conversation began to turn upon
his own affairs.
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