The Vicomte's amazement began at that to give place to perplexity. The Abbess, had she been here, would have known how to entertain such a guest. But Bonne and Roger--they were naught6. Yet he must do something. He found his voice. "If I have, indeed," he said, for he was still suspicious of a trick, so forlorn and childish seemed the figure before him--"if I have indeed the honour," he repeated stiffly, "to address the Countess of Rochechouart, I--I bid her welcome to my poor house."
"I am Mademoiselle de Rochechouart," the girl murmured, speaking faintly. "I thank you."
It was apparent that she could say no more. Her face was scratched and bleeding, her hair was loose, her riding-dress, stained to the throat with dirt, was torn in more places than one. There were other signs that, frail7 as she was, she had ridden hard and desperately8; ridden to the end of her strength.
But the Vicomte thought, not of her, but of himself, as was his custom; not of her plight9, but of the figure he was making before his people, who stared open-mouthed at the unwonted scene. "Time was, mademoiselle," he replied, drawing himself up, "before Coutras, when I could have offered you"--with a bow--"a more fitting hospitality. Time was when the house of Villeneuve, which has entertained four kings, could have afforded a more fitting reception to--hem--to beauty in distress11. But that was before Coutras. Since Coutras, destined12 to be the grave of the nobility of France--I---- What is it?"
"I think she is faint, sir," Bonne murmured timidly. She, with a woman's eye, saw that the Countess was swaying, and she sprang forward to support her. "She is ill, sir," she continued hurriedly and with greater boldness. "Permit me, I beg you, sir, to take her to my room. She will be better there--until we can arrange a chamber13." Already the child, half-fainting, was clinging to her, and but for her must have fallen.
The Vicomte, taken aback by his daughter's presumption14, could only stare. "If this be so," he said grudgingly15, "certainly! But I don't understand. How comes all this about? Eh? How----" But he found that the girl did not heed5 him, and he turned and addressed the attendant. "How, you, sir, comes your mistress here? And in this plight?"
But the dark man, as deaf as his mistress to the question, had turned to follow her. He seemed indeed to have no more notion of being parted from her than a dog which finds itself alone with its master among strangers. Bonne at the door discovered his presence at her elbow, and paused in some embarrassment16. The Vicomte saw the pause, and glad to do something--he had just ordered off the women with fleas17 in their ears--he called loudly to the man to stand back. "Stand back, fellow," he repeated. "The Countess will be well tended. Let two of the women be sent to her to do what is needful--as is becoming."
But the Countess, faint as she was, heard and spoke18. "He is my foster-father," she murmured without turning her head. "If he may lie at my door he will heed no one."
Bonne, whose arm was round her, nodded a cheerful assent19, and, followed by two of the women, the three disappeared in the direction of the girl's chamber. The Vicomte, left to digest the matter, sniffed20 once or twice with a face of amazement, and then awoke to the fact that Roger and his guest were still absent. Fortunately, before he had done more than give vent21 to peevish22 complaints, they entered.
He waited, with his eyes on the door. To his surprise no one followed them--no steward23, no attendant. "Well?" he cried, withering24 them with his glance. "What does this mean? Where are the others? Is there no one in the Countess's train of a condition to be presented to me? Or how comes it that you have not brought him, booby,"--this to Roger--"to give me some account of these strange proceedings25? Am I the last to be told who come into my house? But God knows, since Coutras----"
"There is no one, M. le Vicomte," the Lieutenant26 answered.
The Vicomte glared at him. "How? No one?" he retorted pompously27. "Impossible! Do you suppose that the Countess of Rochechouart travels with no larger attendance than a poor gentleman of Brittany? You mean, sir, I take it, that there is no one of condition, though that is so contrary to rule that I can hardly believe it. A countess of Rochechouart and no gentlemen in her train! She should travel with four at the least!"
"I only know that there is no one, sir."
"I do not understand!"
"Neither do we," the Lieutenant of Périgord returned, somewhat out of patience. "The matter is as dark to us as it is to you, sir. It is plain that the Countess has experienced a serious adventure, but beyond that we know nothing, since neither she nor her attendant has spoken. He seems beside himself with joy and she with fatigue28."
"But the spears?" his host retorted sharply. "The men on horse and foot who alarmed the porter?"
"They vanished as soon as we opened. One I did delay a moment, and learned--though he was in haste to be gone--that they fell in with the lady a half mile from here. She was then in the plight in which you have seen her, and it was at her attendant's prayer, who informed them of her quality, that they escorted her to this house. They learned no more from him than that the lady's train had been attacked in the woods between this and Vlaye, and that the man got his mistress away and hid with her, and was making for this house when the horsemen met them."
"Incredible!" the Vicomte exclaimed, stalking across the hearth29 and returning in excitement. "Since Coutras I have heard no such thing! A Countess of Rochechouart attacked on the road and put to it like a common herdgirl. It must be the work of those cursed--peasants! It must be so! But, then, the men who brought her to the door and vanished again, who are they? Travellers are not so common in these parts. You might journey three days before you fell in with a body of men-at-arms to protect you on your way."
"True," des Ageaux answered. "But I learned no more from them."
"And you, Master Booby?" the Vicomte said, addressing Roger with his usual sarcasm30. "You asked nothing, I suppose?"
"I was busied about the Countess," the lad muttered. "It was dark, and I heard no more than their voices."
"Then it was only you who saw them?" the Vicomte exclaimed, turning again to des Ageaux. "Did you not notice what manner of men they were, sir, how many, and of what class? Strange that they should leave a warm house-door at this hour! Did you form no opinion of them? Were they"--he brought out the word with an effort--"Crocans, think you?"
The Lieutenant replied that he took them for the armed attendants of a gentleman passing that way, and the Vicomte, though ill-content with the answer, was obliged to put up with it. "Yet it seems passing strange to me," he retorted, "that you did not think their drawing off a little beside the ordinary. And who travels at this hour of the night, I would like to know?"
The Lieutenant made no answer, and the Vicomte too fell silent. From time to time serving-women had passed through the room--for, after the awkward fashion of those days, the passage to the inner apartments was through the dining-hall--some with lights, and some with fire in pans. The draught31 from the closing doors had more than once threatened to extinguish the flickering32 candles. Such flittings produced an air of bustle33 and a hum of preparation long unknown in that house; but they were certainly more to the taste of the menials than the master. At each interruption the Vicomte pished and pshawed, glaring as if he would slay34 the offender35. But the women, emboldened36 by the event and the presence of strangers, did not heed him, and after some minutes of silent sufferance his patience came to an end.
"Go you," he cried to Roger, "and bid the girl come to me."
"The Countess, sir?" the lad exclaimed in astonishment37.
The Vicomte swore. "No, fool!" he replied. "Your sister! Is she master of the house, or am I? Bid her descend38 this instant and tell me what is forward and what she has learned."
Roger, with secret reluctance39, obeyed, and his father, sorely fretting40, awaited his return. Two minutes elapsed, and three. Seldom stirring abroad, the Vicomte had, in spite of all his talk about Coutras, an overweening sense of his own importance, and he was about to break out in fury when Bonne at length entered. She was followed by Roger.
It was clear at a glance that the girl was frightened; less clear that mixed with her fear was another emotion. "Well," the Vicomte cried, throwing himself back in his great chair and fixing her with his angry eyes. "What is it? Am I to know nothing--in my own house?"
Bonne controlled herself by an effort. "On the contrary, sir, there is that which I think you should know," she murmured. "The Countess has told me the story. She was attacked on the road, some of her people she fears were killed, and all were scattered41. She herself escaped barely with her life."
The Vicomte stared. "Where?" he said. "Where was it?"
"An hour from here, sir."
"Towards Vlaye?"
"Yes, sir."
"And she barely escaped?"
"You saw her, sir."
Bonne did not answer. Her eyes sought her brother's and sank again. She trembled.
The Vicomte, though not the keenest of observers, detected her embarrassment. He fancied that he knew its origin, and the cause of her hesitation43. In a voice of triumph, "Ay, who?" he replied. "You don't wish to say. But I can tell you. I read it in your face. I can tell you, disobedient wench, who alone would be guilty of such an outrage. Those gutter-sweepings"--his face swelled44 with rage--"made up of broken lacqueys and ploughboys, whom they call Crocans! Eh, girl, is it not so?" he continued savagely45. "Am I not right?"
"No, sir," she murmured without daring to look up.
His face fell. "No?" he repeated. "No? But I don't believe you! Who then? Don't lie to me! Who then?" He rapped the table before him.
"The Captain of Vlaye," she whispered.
The Vicomte sank back in his chair. "Impossible!" he cried. Then in a much lower tone: "Impossible!" he repeated. "You dream, girl. M. de Vlaye has done some things not quite--not regular. But--but in cases perfectly46 different. To people of--of no consequence! This cannot be!"
"I fear it is so, sir," she whispered, without raising her eyes. "Nor is that--the worst."
The Vicomte clenched47 his fingers about the arms of his chair and nodded the question he could not frame.
"It was with the Abbess, sir--with my sister," Bonne continued in a low tone, "that the Countess was to stay the night. I fear that it was from her that he learned where and how to beset48 her."
The Vicomte looked as if he was about to have a fit.
"What?" he cried. "Do you dare, unnatural49 girl, to assert that your sister was privy50 to this outrage?"
"Then why----"
"But it was from her, I fear, that he learned where the child--she is little more--could be surprised."
The Vicomte glared at her without speaking. The Lieutenant, who had listened, not without admiration52 of the girl's sense and firmness, seized the opening to intervene. "Were it not well, sir," he said, his matter-of-fact tone calming the Vicomte's temper, "if mademoiselle told us as nearly as possible what she has heard? And, as she has been somewhat shaken, perhaps you will permit her to sit down! She will then, I think, be able to tell us more quickly what we want."
The Vicomte gave a surly assent, and the Lieutenant himself placed a stool for the girl where she could lean upon the table. Her father opened his eyes at the attention, but something in des Ageaux's face silenced the sneer53 on his lips, and he waited until Bonne began.
"The Countess lay at Pons last night, sir," she said in a low tone. "There the lady who was formerly54 her gouvernante, and still rules her household, fell ill. The plague is in Western Poitou, and though the Countess would have stayed, her physician insisted that she should proceed. Accordingly she left the invalid55 in his charge and that of some of her people, while she herself pursued her way through Jonsac and Barbesieux with a train reduced to fourteen persons, of whom eight were well armed."
"This is what comes of travelling in such a fashion," the Vicomte said contemptuously. "I remember when I never passed the gates without--but go on!"
"She now thinks that the gouvernante's food was tampered56 with. Be that as it may, her company passed our ford10 in the afternoon, and an hour later reached the ascent57 a league this side of Vlaye. They were midway on the ascent, when half a dozen shots were fired. Several of their horses were struck, and the rest seized by a number of men who sprang from the undergrowth. In the panic those who were at the rear attempted to turn, but found their retreat cut off. The Countess alone, who rode in the middle with her steward, escaped through the devotion of a servant, who thrust his horse before the leader of the bandits and brought him down. Fulbert, her steward, saw the opportunity, seized her rein58, and, plunging59 into the undergrowth, reached by good luck the bottom of the hill, and, hidden by the wood, gained a start. He knew, however, that her strength would not hold out, and at the first sound of pursuit he alighted in a coppice, drove on the horses, and crept away with her through the underwood. He hoped to take shelter here, but passed the entrance in the darkness and walked into the midst of a party of men encamped at the ford. Then he thought all lost, deeming them the band that had waylaid60 the Countess----"
"And who were they, if they were not?" the Vicomte asked, unable to restrain his curiosity. "Eh? They were camping at the ford?"
"Some riders belonging to the household of the Lieutenant of Périgord, sir, on their way to join him in his government. They were so honest as to guard the Countess hither----"
"I do not know, sir."
"Go on, then. Why do you break off? But--enough!" The Vicomte looked at the other listeners with an air of triumph. "Where is Vlaye in this? Because it was within a league of his castle, you put it on him, you baggage?"
"No, sir, indeed!" Bonne cried anxiously. "But Fulbert the steward knows M. de Vlaye well, and recognised him. He wore a mask, it seems, but when his horse fell, the mask slipped, and Fulbert saw his face and knew him. Moreover----"
"Well?"
"One of the band rode a bald-faced black horse, which the steward saw in M. de Vlaye's troop at Angoulême two months back, and to which he says he could swear among ten thousand."
The Vicomte swore as one among a large number. But at length, "And what is this to do with me?" he fumed62. "What is this to me? Time was, before Coutras, when I might have been expected to--to keep the roads, and stay such things! But now--body of Satan, what is it to me?"
No one spoke, and he looked about him angrily, resenting their silence. "What is it?" he snarled63. "What are you keeping back?"
"Nothing, sir," Bonne answered.
"Then what would you?"
"If," Bonne ventured desperately, "M. de Vlaye come to-morrow with my sister--with the Abbess, sir, as is not unlikely--and find the Countess here, will she be safe?"
The Vicomte's mouth opened, and slowly consternation64 settled upon his features. "Mon Dieu!" he muttered. "I had not thought of that. But here--no, no, he would not dare! He would not dare!"
"He went very far to-day, sir," Bonne objected, gaining courage from his face. "So far that he must go farther to ensure himself from the consequences."
The Vicomte was silent.
The Lieutenant coughed. "If his object," he said, "be to force a marriage with the Countess----"
The Vicomte, with an oath, cut him short. "A marriage?" he said. "A marriage? When he and my daughter the Abbess are--but who said aught of the kind? Who said aught of a marriage?"
The Lieutenant did not answer, and the Vicomte, after growling65 in his beard, turned to him. "Why," he demanded in a tone that, though ungracious, was no longer violent, "why do you say that that was his object?"
"Because," the Lieutenant answered, "I happen to know that M. de Longueville, who is her guardian66, has his hands full. His wife and children are prisoners with the Spaniards, and he is moving heaven and earth and the court to procure67 their release. He has no thought to spare for the Countess, his cousin; and were she once married, however violently, I doubt if he or any would venture to dispute her possessions with a Vlaye, whose resources her wealth would treble. Such knights-errant," he continued drily, "are not very common, M. le Vicomte. Set M. de Vlaye's strength at three hundred men-at-arms----"
"Four!" the Vicomte muttered, despite himself.
"Then double the four--as such a marriage, however effected, would double them--and I doubt," with a courteous69 bow, "if even a Villeneuve would find it easy to avenge70 a wrong!"
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."
"Pooh! Impossible! Defence, indeed! What are you dreaming of?"
But the guest continued to look grave, and the Vicomte, after muttering incoherently, and drumming on the table with his fingers, condescended71 to ask with a sneer what he would do--in the circumstances.
"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 sneered72 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? Never!
"I am not mad," he said coldly. But his hands trembled.
"How? You talk at random," the exasperated74 man answered. "Can I close the mouth of every gossip in the house? Can I cut out every woman's tongue, beginning with that girl's? How can I keep out his men, or stop their ears over the wine-pot?"
"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."
"To be sure it has!" the Vicomte answered brusquely, glad to have the opportunity of putting this overzealous adviser75 in his right place. But the satisfaction of triumph faded quickly, and left him face to face with the situation. He cursed Vlaye for placing him in the dilemma76. He cursed the Countess--why could she not have taken refuge elsewhere? Last of all, he cursed his guest, who, after showing himself offensively able to teach him his duty, failed the moment it came to finding an expedient77.
The solution of the riddle78 came from a quarter whence--at any rate by the Vicomte--it was least expected. "May I say something?" Roger ventured timidly.
"We have cut half the grass in the long meadow," the lad answered. "And to-morrow we ought to be both cutting and making, while it is fine. Last year, as we were short-handed, the women helped. If you were to order all but Solomon to the hay-field to-morrow--it is the farthest from here, beside the river--there would be no one to talk or tell, sir."
Des Ageaux struck his leg in approbation80. "The lad has it!" he said. "With your permission, M. le Vicomte, what could be better?"
"Better?" the Vicomte retorted, throwing himself back in his chair. "What? I am to open my gate with my own hands?"
"Solomon would open. And he can be trusted."
"Receive my daughter without man or maid?" the Vicomte cried. "Show myself to strangers without my people? Appear like one of the base-born beggarly ploughmen with mud in their veins81, with whom you love to mix? What mean you, sirrah, by such a suggestion? Shame on you, unnatural fool!"
"But, M. le Vicomte," the Lieutenant remonstrated82, "if you will not do that----"
"Never! Never!"
"Then," des Ageaux answered, more stiffly, "it remains only to pull up the drawbridge. Since, I presume," he continued, his tone taking insensibly a note of disdain83, "you do not propose to give up the young lady, or to turn her from your door."
"Turn her from my door?"
"That being at once to help M. de Vlaye to this marriage, and to drag the name of Villeneuve in the mud! But"--breaking off with a bow--"I am sure that the honour of the family is safe in your hands, M. le Vicomte."
"It is well you said that!" the Vicomte cried, his face purple, his hands palsied with rage. "It is well you broke off, sir, or I would have proved to you that my honour is safe with me. Body of Satan, am I to be preached to by everybody--every brainless lad," he continued, prudently84 diverting his tirade85 to the head of the unlucky Roger, "who chooses to prate86 before his elders! Mon Dieu! There was a time when children sat mute instead of preaching. But that was before Coutras!"--bitterly--"when most things came to an end."
This time des Ageaux had the shrewdness to be silent, and he garnered87 the reward of his reticence88. The Vicomte, rant68 as wildly as he might, was no fool, though vanity was hourly putting foolish things into his mouth. He was not blind--had he not "since Coutras" always on his lips?--to the changes which time had wrought89 in the world, and he knew that face to face with his formidable neighbour he was helpless. Nor was he in the dark on Vlaye's character. So far the adventurer had respected him, and in presence, and at a distance, had maintained an observance and a regard that was flattering to the decayed gentleman. But the Vicomte had seen the fate of others who crossed the Captain of Vlaye. He knew how impotent the law had proved to save them, how slack their friends--in a word, how quickly the waters had rolled over them. And he was astute90 enough to see, with all his conceit91, that as it had been with them, it might be with him, if he stood in M. de Vlaye's way.
On the other hand, had he been mean enough to deliver up the Countess, he dared not. In the first place, to do so would, at the best, be hazardous92; she had powerful friends, and whether she escaped or married her captor she might not forgive him. In the second place, he did not lightly resign the plan, which he had conceived, of uniting his favourite daughter to the rising adventurer. True, M. de Vlaye's position was anomalous93, was precarious94. But a day, a bribe95, a turn of the cards might legalise it and place him high in Court favour. And then----
The Vicomte's train of thought ran no farther in silence. With an oath and an ill grace he bade them do as they would. "Things," he cried, "are come to a pass indeed when guests----"
"A thousand pardons, M. le Vicomte!"
"And children dictate96 what is to be done and what to be left undone97!" He looked older as he spoke; more broken and more peevish. "But since Coutras the devil has all, I think."
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