Under the Red Robe by Stanley John Weyman
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hesitate; and my heart beat fast. At last he looked at the
lieutenant. 'You may leave us,' he said shortly. 'Now,' he continued, when the officer had withdrawn and left us alone, 'what is it? Say what you have to say quickly. And, above all, do not try to fool me, M. de Berault.' But his piercing eyes so disconcerted me now that I had my chance, and was alone with him, that I could not find a word to say, and stood before him mute. I think this pleased him, for his face relaxed. 'Well?' he said at last. 'Is that all?' 'The man is not dead,' I muttered. He shrugged his shoulders contemptuously. 'What of that?' he said. 'That was not what you wanted to say to me.' 'Once I saved your Eminence's life,' I faltered miserably. 'Admitted,' he answered, in his thin, incisive voice. 'You mentioned the fact before. On the other hand, you have taken six to my knowledge, M. de Berault. You have lived the life of a bully, a common bravo, a gamester. You, a man of family! For shame! Do you wonder that it has brought you to this! Yet on that one point I am willing to hear more,' he added abruptly. 'I might save your Eminence's life again,' I cried. It was a |
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