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"We have an old skiff. I will persuade my father to have it repaired."
"Very well. Will you also promise me to avoid the Marquis de Sairmeuse?"
"I will."
"Wait a moment; we must be prepared for any emergency. It may be
that, in spite of our precautions, you will meet him here. Monsieur de
Sairmeuse is arrogance itself; and he hates you. You detest him, and you
are very hasty. Swear to me that if he provokes you, you will ignore his
insults."
"But I should be considered a coward, Monsieur!"
"Probably. Will you swear?"
Maurice hesitated, but an imploring look from Marie-Anne decided him.
"I swear!" he said, gravely.
"As far as Chanlouineau is concerned, it would be better not to let him
know of our agreement--but I will take care of this matter."
M. Lacheneur paused and reflected for a moment, as if striving to
discover if he had forgotten anything.
"Nothing remains, Maurice," he resumed, "but to give you a last and very
important piece of advice. Do you know my son?"
"Certainly; we were formerly the best of comrades during our vacations.
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