And see that you are back here by nightfall; I shall be anxious till you are returned." She poured wine again for the captain, and Marius coming up to the table filled himself a glass, which he tossed off.

The Marquise was speaking to Tressan.
"Will you not drink to the success of the venture ?" she asked him, in a coaxing tone, her eyes upon his own.

"I think we are like to see the end of our troubles now, monsieur, and Marius shall be lord both of Condillac and La Vauvraye." And the gross, foolish Seneschal, under the spell of her magnificent eyes, slowly raised his cup to his lips and drank to the success of that murderous business.

Marius stood still, a frown between his eyes haled thither by the mention of La Vauvraye.

He might be winning it, as his mother said, but he would have preferred to have won it differently.
Then the frown was smoothed away; a sardonic smile replaced it; another cup of wine he poured himself.