Let the lady sleep in peace, while we
drink ourselves blind in her honor. Bring in brandy, valets, and we
will not look for day until midnight booms on the old clock of the
Chateau."
The loud knocking of Philibert in the great hall reverberated again
and again through the house. Bigot bade the valets go see who
disturbed the Chateau in that bold style.
"Let no one in!" added he "'tis against the rule to open the doors
when the Grand Company are met for business! Take whips, valets,
and scourge the insolent beggars away. Some miserable habitans, I
warrant, whining for the loss of their eggs and bacon taken by the
King's purveyors!"
A servant returned with a card on a silver salver. "An officer in
uniform waits to see your Excellency: he brings orders from the
Governor," said he to the Intendant.
Bigot looked at the card with knitted brows; fire sparkled in his
eyes as he read the name.
"Colonel Philibert!" exclaimed he, "Aide-de-Camp of the Governor!
What the fiend brings HIM at such a time? Do you hear?" continued
he, turning to Varin.
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