Tignonville, like most men of rank of the younger generation, was a Huguenot by politics; and he was in a bitter humour.

He felt, perhaps, that it was men such as this who had driven the other side to excesses such as these; and he hardly repressed a sneer.
"I wish I felt as sure!" he muttered bluntly.

"You know that all our people are dead ?" "He can save by few or by many," the preacher answered devoutly.

"We are of the few, blessed be God, and shall see Israel victorious, and our people as a flock of sheep!" "I see small chance of it," Tignonville answered contemptuously.
"I know it as certainly as I knew before you came, M.de Tignonville, that you would come!" "That _I_ should come ?" "That some one would come," La Tribe answered, correcting himself.

"I knew not who it would be until you appeared and placed yourself in the doorway over against me, even as Obadiah in the Holy Book passed before the hiding-place of Elijah." The two lay on their faces side by side, the rafters of the archway low on their heads.