[The Refugees by Arthur Conan Doyle]@TWC D-Link bookThe Refugees CHAPTER VI 12/22
Yet when I let him go, they set upon me again, and I know not what the end might have been had this gentleman not stood my friend." "Hem! You did very well.
You are young, but you have resource." "I was reared in the woods, sir." "If there are many of your kidney, you may give my friend De Frontenac some work ere he found this empire of which he talks.
But how is this, Captain Dalbert? What have you to say ?" "The king's orders, your Highness." "Heh! Did he order you to molest the girl? I have never yet heard that his Majesty erred by being too _harsh_ with a woman." He gave a little dry chuckle in his throat, and took another pinch of snuff. "The orders are, your Highness, to use every means which may drive these people into the true Church." "On my word, you look a very fine apostle and a pretty champion for a holy cause," said Conde, glancing sardonically out of his twinkling black eyes at the brutal face of the dragoon.
"Take your men out of this, sir, and never venture to set your foot again across this threshold." "But the king's command, your Highness." "I will tell the king when I see him that I left soldiers and that I find brigands.
Not a word, sir! Away! You take your shame with you, and you leave your honour behind." He had turned in an instant from the sneering, strutting old beau to the fierce soldier with set face and eye of fire.
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