"Well, you of course know that his plan of life depends mainly upon
an alliance between yourself and the Chevalier de Repentigny."
She gave vent to her anger and disappointment. She rose up
suddenly, and, grasping the Intendant's arm fiercely, turned him
half round in her vehemence. "Chevalier Bigot! did you come here to
propose for me on behalf of Le Gardeur de Repentigny?"
"Pardon me, Mademoiselle; it is no proposal of mine,--on behalf of
Le Gardeur. I sanctioned his promotion. Your brother, and the
Grand Company generally, would prefer the alliance. I don't!" He
said this with a tone of meaning which Angelique was acute enough to
see implied Bigot's unwillingness to her marrying any man--but
himself, was the addendum she at once placed to his credit. "I
regret I mentioned it," continued he, blandly, "if it be contrary to
your wishes."
"It is contrary to my wishes," replied she, relaxing her clutch of
his arm. "Le Gardeur de Repentigny can speak for himself. I will
not allow even my brother to suggest it; still less will I discuss
such a subject with the Chevalier Bigot.
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