Before he could say more the priest came out of the barn carrying a lantern.
“What is this foul mummery?” asked Luc sternly. “I shall speak to the Governor.”
Seeing his companion in the power of a stranger, the priest gave a cry and made as if he would fly into the night.
But the other turned on him fiercely.
“By God, you are wanted here!” he cried, and the priest came back instantly.
“This is a creditable affair for one of your cloth to be involved in,” said Luc.
The priest ignored the comment, but his companion remarked with a great degree of haughtiness—
“I suppose I have been disarmed by a gentleman?”
“Oh yes,” answered Luc quietly. “Take up your sword.”
The stranger turned and looked for it by the aid of the priest’s lantern.