His
sister, too, clings to him like a good angel to the skirt of a
sinner. Since you desire it,"--De Pean spoke it with bitterness,--
"Le Gardeur shall come back, but I doubt if it will be for his
benefit or yours, Mademoiselle."
"What do you mean, De Pean?" asked she, abruptly, her dark eyes
alight with eager curiosity, not unmingled with apprehension. "Why
do you doubt it will not be for his benefit or mine? Who is to harm
him?"
"Nay, he will only harm himself, Angelique. And, by St. Picot! he
will have ample scope for doing it in this city. He has no other
enemy but himself." De Pean felt that she was making an ox of him
to draw the plough of her scheming.
"Are you sure of that, De Pean?" demanded she, sharply.
"Quite sure. Are not all the associates of the Grand Company his
fastest friends? Not one of them will hurt him, I am sure."
"Chevalier de Pean!" said she, noticing the slight shrug he gave
when he said this, "you say Le Gardeur has no enemy but himself; if
so, I hope to save him from himself, nothing more.
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