"To die properly, monsieur, is not to die bravely, but as a Christian."
"If I had wanted a sermon, I would have kept the priest, but I wanted M.
de Chanlay."
"He is here, monsieur; I refuse nothing to those who have nothing to hope."
"Ah! chevalier, are you there?" said La Jonquiere, turning round; "you are welcome."
"Explain," said Gaston; "I see with sorrow that you refuse the consolations of religion."
"You also! if you say another word, I declare I will turn Huguenot."
"Pardon, captain, but I thought it my duty to advise you to do what I shall do myself."
"I bear you no ill-will, chevalier; if I were a minister, I would proclaim religious liberty. Now, M. de Launay," continued he, "you understand that as the chevalier and I are about to undertake a long tete-a-tete journey, we have some things to talk over together first."
"I will retire. Chevalier, you have an hour to remain here."
"Thank you, monsieur," said Gaston.
"Well?" said the captain, when they were alone.
"Well," said Gaston, "you were right."
"Yes; but I am exactly like the man who went round Jerusalem crying out "Woe!" for seven days, and the eighth day a stone thrown from the walls struck him and killed him."
"Yes, I know that we are to die together."
"Which annoys you a little; does it not?"
"Very much, for I had reason to cling to life."
"Every one has."
"But I above all."
"Then I only know one way."
"Make revelations! never."
"No, but fly with me."
"How! fly with you?"
"Yes, I escape."
"But do you know that our execution is fixed for to-morrow?"
"Therefore I decamp to-night."
"Escape, do you say?"
"Certainly."
"How? where?"
"Open the window."
"Well."
"Shake the middle bar."
"Great G.o.d!"
"Does it resist?"
"No, it yields!"
"Very good, it has given me trouble enough, Heaven knows."
"It seems like a dream."
"Do you remember asking me if I did not make holes in anything, like all the others?"
"Yes, but you replied--"
"That I would tell you another time; was the answer a good one?"
"Excellent; but how to descend?"
"Help me."
"In what?"
"To search my pailla.s.se."
"A ladder of cord!"
"Exactly."
"But how did you get it?"
"I received it with a file in a lark pie the day of my arrival."
"Certainly, you are decidedly a great man."
"I know it; besides that, I am a good man--for I might escape alone."
"And you have thought of me."