The Refugees by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
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"I should be right glad to come out with you, if we may leave all here
in safety." "Oh, fear not for that," said the Huguenot. "The order of the Prince of Conde will be as a shield and a buckler to us for many a day. I will order Pierre to saddle the horses." "And I must use the little time I have," said the guardsman, as he turned away to where Adele waited for him in the window. CHAPTER VII. THE NEW WORLD AND THE OLD. The young American was soon ready for the expedition, but De Catinat lingered until the last possible minute. When at last he was able to tear himself away, he adjusted his cravat, brushed his brilliant coat, and looked very critically over the sombre suit of his companion. "Where got you those?" he asked. "In New York, ere I left." "Hem! There is naught amiss with the cloth, and indeed the sombre colour is the mode, but the cut is strange to our eyes." "I only know that I wish that I had my fringed hunting tunic and |
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