"
"Ah!"
"I am sent to him by the Duc de Sairmeuse, my father."
Knowing what he did, Maurice supposed that these strangely rapacious
individuals had some new demand to make.
"I thought," said he, "that all relations between Monsieur Lacheneur and
Monsieur de Sairmeuse were broken off last evening at the house of the
abbe."
This was said in the most provoking manner, and yet Martial never so
much as frowned. He had sworn that he would remain calm, and he had
strength enough to keep his word.
"If these relations--as God forbid--have been broken off," he replied,
"believe me, Monsieur d'Escorval, it is no fault of ours."
"Then it is not as people say?"
"What people? Who?"
"The people here in the neighborhood."
"Ah! And what do these people say?"
"The truth. That you have been guilty of an offence which a man of honor
could never forgive nor forget."
The young marquis shook his head gravely.
"You are quick to condemn, sir," he said, coldly. "Permit me to hope
that Monsieur Lacheneur will be less severe than yourself; and that his
resentment--just, I confess, will vanish before"--he hesitated--"before
a truthful explanation.
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