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THE SENESCHAL'S ADVICE.
Straight across the Palais Seneschal went Garnache.

And sorely though his temper might already have been tried that day, tempestuously though it had been vented, there were fresh trials in store for him, fresh storms for Tressan.
"May I ask, Monsieur le Seneschal," he demanded arrogantly, "to what end it was that you permitted yourself to order from its post the escort you had placed under my command ?" "To what end ?" returned the Seneschal, between sorrow and indignation.
"Why, to the end that it might succour you if still in time.

I had heard that if not dead already, you were in danger of your life." The answer was one that disarmed Garnache, in spite of his mistrust of Tressan, and followed as it now was by the Seneschal's profuse expressions of joy at seeing Garnache safe and well, it left him clearly unable to pursue the subject of his grievance in this particular connection.

Instead, he passed on to entertain Tressan with the recital of the thing that had been done; and in reciting it his anger revived again, nor did the outward signs of sympathetic perturbation which the Seneschal thought it judicious to display do aught to mollify his feelings.
"And now, monsieur," he concluded, "there remains but one course to be pursued--to return in force, and compel them at the sword-point to surrender me mademoiselle.