"
"And are yet, dame. Zounds! Lake Beauport has had nothing to equal
them since you retired from business as a beauty. But mind my
orders, dame! keep quiet and you will please me. Good-night, dame!"
"Good-night, your Excellency! Good-night, your Honor!" replied she,
flushed with gratified vanity. She left Bigot vowing to herself
that he was the finest gentleman and the best judge of a woman in
New France! The Sieur Cadet she could not like. He never looked
pleasant on a woman, as a gentleman ought to do!
The dame left them to themselves, and went off trippingly in high
spirits to her own chamber, where she instantly ran to the mirror to
look at her teeth, and made faces in the glass like a foolish girl
in her teens.
Bigot, out of a feeling of delicacy not usual with him, bid Cadet
wait in the anteroom while he went forward to the secret chamber of
Caroline. "The sudden presence of a stranger might alarm her," he
said.
He descended the stair and knocked softly at the door, calling in a
low tone, "Caroline! Caroline!" No answer came.
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