I brought orders from him to his steward in Paris, that two of his best horses were to be sent this morning to a stable in Versailles, and left there, and that a person with an order from him would call for them." "I cannot see you in the least.

Are you dressed as Monsieur d'Etamps' lackey still ?" "No, I am now a quiet country gentleman, riding down from Paris with my two sons, who have been up with me to see their aunt who lives in the Rue du Tempe." "Talk French, please, Rupert.

Margot will understand then; and she is so brave and good, and shares my danger, so she ought to be as one of us." Adele's spirits rose as they got farther from Versailles, and they talked and laughed cheerfully, but in low tones.
Three miles from Versailles, as they rode past a crossroad, two mounted men dashed out suddenly.
"Stand, in the king's name! Who are you ?" "We are travellers," Rupert said, quietly, "and go where we will.
Who are you ?" "We are guards of the court, and we must know who you are before we suffer you to pass.

None ride at night near Versailles but with a pass." "I am an exception then," Rupert said, "and I advise you not to interfere with us;" and he urged his horse a few feet in advance of his companions.
One of the horsemen seized his bridle, while another drew a pistol.
Rupert's sword leaped from its scabbard and cut down the man who held the rein.

The other fired, but Rupert threw himself forward on the horse's neck and the bullet whizzed over his head.