“And how came this to your knowledge?”
“Well, I don’t know that I am bound to secrecy. Monsieur Vasseralt, who after all turns out to be a good fellow enough, gave me the information. Now are you satisfied?”
“Perfectly. Monsieur Vasseralt—eh?”
“Yes, he was my informant; but, mark you, this unholy and sanguinary proceeding was not countenanced or approved of by him. He has, however, given me a caution, a timely warning, which we shall do well to remember.”
“The infamous wretches!”
“Ah, but they think it a praiseworthy action. It all depends upon how men view these matters.”
“I am beset with difficulties, it would seem,” said the earl.
“We’ll pull you through—leave the matter in my hands. An old soldier like myself will prove too much for these fellows, I expect,” said De Monpres.
“You must place yourself in De Monpres’ hands,” observed Monsieur Jantie, addressing himself to the earl.
“I have the utmost confidence in the chevalier,” observed the latter—“I wish I had his experience and wisdom.”