"Nothing."
"What, is that all?"
"Yes."
"You do not stipulate anything for your personal safety?"
"Nonsense," answered the young man, with disdain. "You are jesting, Seigneur; what have I to fear from you? You would not dare to attempt the life of his who, master of yours, has refused to take it."
The partisan stamped his foot with rage, but he did not answer.
The horsemen rapidly approached; a few minutes more, and they would have overtaken the two men who looked at them as they came on, without making any movement towards them.