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The Vicomte fidgeted in his seat. “You seem to know a vast deal about it, sir,” he said, with ill-feigned contempt.

“I should feel it an honour,” the Lieutenant answered politely, “to be permitted to join in the defence.”

“Defence!” the Vicomte exclaimed, staring at him in astonishment. “You go fast, sir! Defence? What do you mean?”

“If M. de Vlaye learn that the Countess has taken refuge here–I fear it will come to that.”

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“I should keep her presence from him,” des Ageaux answered. “I have no right, I know,” he continued, in a more conciliatory tone, “to give counsel to one of your experience, M. le Vicomte. But I see no choice save to do what I suggest, or to pull up the drawbridge.”

The Vicomte sat up straight. Pull up the drawbridge? Was he dreaming–he who had sat down to sup without a thought of misfortune? He with four hundred yards of wall to guard, and some seven pikes to hold it–to defy Vlaye and his four hundred ruffians? Body of Satan, he was not mad! Defy Vlaye, whom he feared even while he sneered at him as an adventurer? Vlaye, in whose star he believed even while he sneered. Or would he have dreamed of giving him his daughter? Pull up the drawbridge? 长沙桑拿价格 Never!

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“Could you not admit him only?”

“And proclaim from the housetop,” the Vicomte retorted with contempt, “that I have something to hide?”

The Lieutenant did not reply at once, and it was plain that he was puzzled by this view of the position. “Certainly that has to be borne in mind,” he said. “You are quite right.”

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