“I will pay the expenses. I can do no more than that. And if the mine is found, you shall have a full share in it. That would be a third.”
“If I am to have a full share it would seem only fair that I contribute at least my own expenses. I should prefer to do so. While my pay has not been large, it has been more than an unmarried soldier needs to spend and I have saved some of it.”
“Then,” said mademoiselle in a tired voice, “you have decided that you will go?”
De Launay ordered and tossed off another drink and Solange shuddered. His voice was thickening and his eyes showed the effects of the liquor, although he retained full possession of his faculties.
“A sporting proposition!” he said with a chuckle. “It’s all of that and more. But still, I’m curious about one thing. This Morgan la fée business. If I am to wed a fairy I’ll at least know why they call her one. I’ll take on no witches sight unseen.”
Solange shrank a little. “I do not understand,” she said, faltering. Her expectations had been somewhat dashed.
De Launay spun a coin into the air and leaned forward as it clashed on the marble top of the table.
“Heads I go, tails I don’t!” he said, and clapped 75 his hand over it as he looked at mademoiselle. “And if I go, I’ll see why they call you Morgan la fée!”
“Because of my coloring,” said mademoiselle, wearily. “I have told you.”
“But I have not seen. Shall I lift my hand, mademoiselle, with that understanding?”