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count them； that； if I would； I could not now draw back。
If hereafter you should persist in the harsh intention you express；
I must suffer it。 That I shall suffer be assured。
Your affectionate and grateful godson
Andre…Louis
He dispatched that letter by M。 de Kercadiou's groom； and conceived
this to be the end of the matter。 It cut him keenly； but he bore
the wound with that outward stoicism he affected。
Next morning； at a quarter past eight； as with Le Chapelier … who
had come to break his fast with him … he was rising from table to
set out for the Bois； his housekeeper startled him by announcing
Mademoiselle de Kercadiou。
He looked at his watch。 Although his cabriolet was already at the
door； he had a few minutes to spare。 He excused himself from Le
Chapelier； and went briskly out to the anteroom。
She advanced to meet him； her manner eager； almost feverish。
〃I will not affect ignorance of why you have come；〃 he said quickly；
to make short work。 〃But time presses； and I warn you that only
the most solid of reasons can be worth stating。〃
It surprised her。 It amounted to a rebuff at the very outset；
before she had uttered a word； and that was the last thing she had
expected from Andre…Louis。 Moreover； there was about him an air
of aloofness that was unusual where she was concerned； and his
voice had been singularly cold and formal。
It wounded her。 She was not to guess the conclusion to which he
had leapt。 He made with regard to her … as was but natural； after
all … the same mistake that he had made with regard to yesterday's
letter from his godfather。 He conceived that the mainspring of
action here was solely concern for M。 de La Tour d'Azyr。 That it
might be concern for himself never entered his mind。 So absolute
was his own conviction of what must be the inevitable issue of that
meeting that he could not conceive of any one entertaining a fear
on his behalf。
What he assumed to be anxiety on the score of the predestined victim
had irritated him in M。 de Kercadiou； in Aline it filled him with a
cold anger； he argued from it that she had hardly been frank with
him； that ambition was urging her to consider with favour the suit
of M。 de La Tour d'Azyr。 And than this there was no spur that could
have driven more relentlessly in his purpose； since to save her
was in his eyes almost as momentous as to avenge the past。
She conned him searchingly； and the complete calm of him at such a
time amazed her。 She could not repress the mention of it。
〃How calm you are； Andre！〃
〃I am not easily disturbed。 It is a vanity of mine。〃
〃But。。。 Oh； Andre； this meeting must not take place！〃 She came
close up to him； to set her hands upon his shoulders； and stood so；
her face within a foot of his own。
〃You know； of course； of some good reason why it should not？〃
said he。
〃You may be killed；〃 she answered him； and her eyes dilated as
she spoke。
It was so far from anything that he had expected that for a moment
he could only stare at her。 Then he thought he had understood。 He
laughed as he removed her hands from his shoulders； and stepped
back。 This was a shallow device； childish and unworthy in her。
〃Can you really think to prevail by attempting to frighten me？〃 he
asked； and almost sneered。
〃Oh； you are surely mad！ M。 de La Tour d'Azyr is reputed the most
dangerous sword in France。〃
〃Have you never noticed that most reputations are undeserved？
Chabrillane was a dangerous swordsman； and Chabrillane is
underground。 La Motte…Royau was an even more dangerous swordsman；
and he is in a surgeon's hands。 So are the other spadassinicides
who dreamt of skewering a poor sheep of a provincial lawyer。 And
here to…day comes the chief； the fine flower of these
bully…swordsmen。 He comes； for wages long overdue。 Be sure of
that。 So if you have no other reason to urge。
It was the sarcasm of him that mystified her。 Could he possibly
be sincere in his assurance that he must prevail against M。 de La
Tour d'Azyr？ To her in her limited knowledge； her mind filled
with her uncle's contrary conviction； it seemed that Andre…Louis
was only acting； he would act a part to the very end。
Be that as it might； she shifted her ground to answer him。
〃You had my uncle's letter？〃
〃And I answered it。〃
〃I know。 But what he said； he will fulfil。 Do not dream that he
will relent if you carry out this horrible purpose。〃
〃Come； now； that is a better reason than the other；〃 said he。 〃If
there is a reason in the world that could move me it would be that。
But there is too much between La Tour d'Azyr and me。 There is an
oath I swore on the dead hand of Philippe de Vilmorin。 I could
never have hoped that God would afford me so great an opportunity
of keeping it。〃
〃You have not kept it yet；〃 she warned him。
He smiled at her。 〃True！〃 he said。 〃But nine o'clock will soon be
here。 Tell me；〃 he asked her suddenly； 〃why did you not carry this
request of yours to M。 de La Tour d'Azyr？〃
〃I did；〃 she answered him； and flushed as she remembered her
yesterday's rejection。 He interpreted the flush quite otherwise。
〃And he？〃 he asked。
〃M。 de La Tour d'Azyr's obligations。。。 〃 she was beginning： then
she broke off to answer shortly： 〃Oh； he refused。〃
〃So； so。 He must； of course； whatever it may have cost him。 Yet
in his place I should have counted the cost as nothing。 But men
are different； you see。〃 He sighed。 〃Also in your place； had that
been so； I think I should have left the matter there。 But then。。。 〃
〃I don't understand you； Andre。〃
〃I am not so very obscure。 Not nearly so obscure as I can be。 Turn
it over in your mind。 It may help to comfort you presently。〃 He
consulted his watch again。 〃Pray use this house as your own。 I
must be going。〃
Le Chapelier put his head in at the door。
〃Forgive the intrusion。 But we shall be late； Andre； unless you。。。 〃
〃Coming；〃 Andre answered him。 〃If you will await my return； Aline；
you will oblige me deeply。 Particularly in view of your uncle's
resolve。〃
She did not answer him。 She was numbed。 He took her silence for
assent； and； bowing； left her。 Standing there she heard his steps
going down the stairs together with Le Chapelier's。 He was
speaking to his friend； and his voice was calm and normal。
Oh； he was mad … blinded by self…confidence and vanity。 As his
carriage rattled away； she sat down limply； with a sense of
exhaustion and nausea。 She was sick and faint with horror。
Andre…Louis was going to his death。 Conviction of it … an
unreasoning conviction； the result； perhaps； of all M。 de Kercadiou's
rantings … entered her soul。 Awhile she sat thus； paralyzed by
hopelessness。 Then she sprang up again； wringing her hands。 She
must do something to avert this horror。 But what could she do？ To
follow him to the Bois and intervene there would be to make a scandal
for no purpose。 The conventions of conduct were all against her；
offering a barrier that was not to be overstepped。 Was there no one
could help her？
Standing there； half…frenzied by her helplessness； she caught again
a sound