Present our compliments with our regrets for disturbing her at this
hour. Tell her that the Intendant and the Sieur Cadet desire to see
her on important business."
Dame Tremblay, with a broad smile all over her countenance at her
master's jocular allusions to the Charming Josephine, left at once
to carry her message to the chamber of Caroline.
She passed out, while the two gentlemen waited in the gallery, Bigot
anxious but not doubtful of his influence to persuade the gentle
girl to leave the Chateau, Cadet coolly resolved that she must go,
whether she liked it or no. He would banish every woman in New
France to the tuque of the St. Maurice had he the power, in order to
rid himself and Bigot of the eternal mischief and trouble of them!
Neither Bigot nor Cadet spoke for some minutes after the departure
of the dame. They listened to her footsteps as the sound of them
died away in the distant rooms, where one door opened after another
as she passed on to the secret chamber.
"She is now at the door of Caroline!" thought Bigot, as his
imagination followed Dame Tremblay on her errand.
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