We should go straight enough if it were not for them." The Chasseur smiled again.
"M.

le Viscomte thinks we are sure to be right, then, if, for the key to every black story, we ask, 'Who was she ?'" "Of course I do.

Well! who was she?
We are all quoting our tempters to-night.

Give us your story, mon brave!" "Monsieur, you have it in the folios, as well as my sword could write it." "Good, good!" muttered the listening General.

The soldier-like answer pleased him, and he looked attentively at the giver of it.
Chanrellon's brown eyes flashed a bright response.
"And your sword writes in a brave man's fashion--writes what France loves to read.