"They loved one another like brothers," said he, "and more than
brothers. Bigot had corrupted the habits, but could never soil the
heart or lessen the love of Le Gardeur for Pierre Philibert, or his
respect for the Bourgeois, his father."
"It is a mystery, La Corne; I cannot fathom it. But there is one
more danger to guard against," said the Governor meditatively, "and
we have sorrow enough already among our friends."
"What is that, Count?" La Corne stood up erect as if in mental
defiance of a new danger.
"Pierre Philibert will return home to-night," replied the Governor;
"he carries the sharpest sword in New France. A duel between him
and Le Gardeur would crown the machinations of the secret plotters
in this murder. He will certainly avenge his father's death, even
upon Le Gardeur."
La Corne St. Luc started at this suggestion, but presently shook his
head. "My life upon it," said he, "Le Gardeur would stand up to
receive the sword of Pierre through his heart, but he would never
fight him! Besides, the unhappy boy is a prisoner.
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