Luc! But pshaw! I am talking bravado like an Indian at the war
post. The story of those luckless New England wives has carried us
beyond all bounds."
Lady de Tilly looked admiringly, without a sign of reproof, at the
old soldier, sympathizing with his honest indignation at so foul a
wrong to her sex. "Were that dear child mine, woman as I am, I
would do the same thing!" said she, with a burst of feeling. She
felt Amelie press her arm as if she too shared the spirit of her
bolder aunt.
"But here comes Felix Baudoin to summon us to dinner!" exclaimed
Lady de Tilly, as an old, white-headed servitor in livery appeared
at the door with a low bow, announcing that dinner was served.
Le Gardeur and La Corne St. Luc greeted the old servitor with the
utmost kindness, inquired after his health, and begged a pinch from
his well-worn snuff-box. Such familiarities were not rare in that
day between the gentlemen of New France and their old servants, who
usually passed their lifetime in one household. Felix was the
majordomo of the Manor House of Tilly, trusty, punctilious, and
polite, and honored by his mistress more as an humble friend than as
a servant of her house.
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