"
Already I was striding to the door, when the Gascon called me back.
"What good will that do?" he asked. "Were it not better first to return to Toulouse and obtain a counter-warrant from the King?"
There was wisdom in his words - much wisdom. But my blood was afire, and I was in too hot a haste to reason.
"Return to Toulouse?" I echoed scornfully. "A waste of time, Captain. No, I will go straight to Lavedan. I need no counter-warrant. I know too much of this Chevalier's affairs, and my very presence should be enough to stay his hand. He is as foul a traitor as you'll find in France; but for the moment God bless him for a very opportune knave. Gilles!" I called, throwing wide the door. "Gilles!"
"Monseigneur," he answered, hastening to me.
"Put back the carriages and saddle me a horse," I commanded. "And bid your fellows mount at once and await me in the courtyard. We are not going to Beaugency, Gilles. We ride north - to Lavedan."
CHAPTER XVIII. SAINT-EUSTACHE IS OBSTINATE
0n the occasion of my first visit to Lavedan I had disregarded - or, rather, Fate had contrived that I should disregard - Chatellerault's suggestion that I should go with all the panoply of power - with my followers, my liveries, and my equipages to compose the magnificence all France had come to associate with my name, and thus dazzle by my brilliant lustre the lady I was come to win.
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CHAPTER XII THE TRIBUNAL
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WE UNSADDLE Mademoiselle held
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