How can he--Why, you wouldn't enter my service ?" She laughed a little as she made this suggestion, but there was an eagerness in her voice; my heart answered to it, for I saw that she found comfort in the thought of my company.
"M.

de Perrencourt," said I, "purposes that I should enter your service, and his also." "Mine and his ?" she murmured, puzzled and alarmed.
I did not know how to tell her; I was ashamed.

But the last moments fled, and she must know before we were at sea.
"Yonder where we're going," I said, "the word of M.de Perrencourt is law and his pleasure right." She took alarm, and her voice trembled.
"He has promised--Madame told me," she stammered.

"Ah, Simon, must I go?
Yet I should be worse here." "You must go.

What can we do here?
I go willingly." "For what ?" "To serve you, if it be in my power.