A Gentleman of France by Stanley John Weyman
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and did not speak.
'Well,' I said, 'don't you think that if I pay I ought to give orders, sir?' 'Who wishes to oppose your orders?' he muttered, drinking off a bumper, and sitting down with an air of impudent bravado, assumed to hide his discomfiture. 'If you don't, no one else does,' I answered. So that is settled. Landlord, some more wine.' He was very sulky with me for a while, fingering his glass in silence and scowling at the table. He had enough gentility to feel the humiliation to which he had exposed himself, and a sufficiency of wit to understand that that moment's hesitation had cost him the allegiance of his fellow-ruffians. I hastened, therefore, to set him at his ease by explaining my plans for the night, and presently succeeded beyond my hopes; for when he heard who the lady was whom I proposed to carry off, and that she was lying that evening at the Chateau de Chize, his surprise swept away the last trace of resentment. He stared at me, as at a maniac. 'Mon Dieu!' he exclaimed. 'Do you know what you are doing, Sieur?' 'I think so,' I answered. 'Do you know to whom the chateau belongs?' |
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