"No, Monsieur; not here, but has been."
"He can be found?"
"Within sixty hours."
"That is well. I am very fortunate."
"You will be my guest during your stay?" suggested the governor.
"Her Majesty asks that good favor of you."
"A great honor, Monsieur, truly;" and the governor was elated at the thought of having so distinguished a guest at his table.
The marquis turned to the patient Jehan. "Jehan, you will see to the portmanteaus."
"Yes, Monsieur."
A priest elbowed his way toward them. On seeing him, the marquis raised and lowered his bushy white brows. It was the handsome Jesuit whose face had stolen into many a dream of late. Brother Jacques was greatly astonished. The marquis greeted him, but without marked cordiality. At a sign from the governor the quartet moved up the path toward the cliffs, which the marquis measured with the eye of one who understood thoroughly the art and value of military strategy.