de Pavannes can take care of himself, believe me," I said brusquely.
"Perhaps so," Bezers answered, his voice like the grating of steel on steel.

"But at any rate this will be a memorable day for Mademoiselle.
The day on which she receives her first congratulations--she will remember it as long as she lives! Oh, yes, I will answer for that, M.
Anne," he said looking brightly at one and another of us, his eyes more oblique than ever, "Mademoiselle will remember it, I am sure!" It would be impossible to describe the devilish glance he flung at the poor sinking girl as he withdrew, the horrid emphasis he threw into those last words, the covert deadly threat they conveyed to the dullest ears.

That he went then, was small mercy.

He had done all the evil he could do at present.

If his desire had been to leave fear behind him, he had certainly succeeded.
Kit crying softly went into the house; her innocent coquetry more than sufficiently punished already.