was, to go down to the coast of Sussex, and get some of the fishing or
smuggling boats to take him across to the French coast near Dieppe. There
again he would have to change his dress. Oh, it was so well planned! His
mother was startled by his disguise (of which we had not thought to
forewarn her) as he entered her apartment. And either that, or the being
suddenly roused from the heavy slumber into which she was apt to fall
when she was left alone, gave her manner an air of wildness that was
almost like insanity.

"'Go, go!' she said to him, almost pushing him away as he knelt to kiss
her hand. 'Virginie is beckoning to you, but you don't see what kind of
a bed it is--'

"'Clement, make haste!' said my lord, in a hurried manner, as if to
interrupt madame. 'The time is later than I thought, and you must not
miss the morning's tide. Bid your mother good-bye at once, and let us be
off.' For my lord and Monkshaven were to ride with him to an inn near
the shore, from whence he was to walk to his destination. My lord almost
took him by the arm to pull him away; and they were gone, and I was left
alone with Madame de Crequy. When she heard the horses' feet, she seemed
to find out the truth, as if for the first time. She set her teeth
together. 'He has left me for her!' she almost screamed. 'Left me for
her!' she kept muttering; and then, as the wild look came back into her
eyes, she said, almost with exultation, 'But I did not give him my
blessing!'"




CHAPTER VI.