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Count Hannibal - A Romance of the Court of France by Stanley John Weyman
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but it will be days and a day. Then we shall leave this place unharmed,
as we entered it, and, whatever betide others, we shall live."

Tignonville shrugged his shoulders. "I tell you, you rave, M. la Tribe,"
he said petulantly. "At any moment we may be discovered. Even now I
hear footsteps."

"They tracked me well-nigh to this place," the minister answered
placidly.

"The deuce they did!" Tignonville muttered, with irritation. He dared
not raise his voice. "I would you had told me that before I joined you,
Monsieur, and I had found some safer hiding-place! When we are
discovered--"

"Then," the other continued calmly, "you will see."

"In any case we shall be better farther back," Tignonville retorted.
"Here, we are within an ace of being seen from the lane." And he began
to wriggle himself backwards.

The minister laid his hand on him. "Have a care!" he muttered. "And do
not move, but listen. And you will understand. When I reached this
place--it would be about five o'clock this morning--breathless, and
expecting each minute to be dragged forth to make my confession before
men, I despaired as you despair now. Like Elijah under the juniper tree,
I said, 'It is enough, O Lord! Take my soul also, for I am no better
than my fellows!' All the sky was black before my eyes, and my ears were
filled with the wailings of the little ones and the lamentations of
women. 'O Lord, it is enough,' I prayed. 'Take my soul, or, if it be
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