You managed to learn my real feelings for your own amusement; but, take care; this may cost you more than you think." "Ah, Marquis, can you believe that I would act so basely ?" "What else can I think ?" Daumon paused for a moment, and then said,-- "You will be angry when you hear what I have to say, but I cannot help speaking the truth." "I shall not be angry, and you can speak freely." "I am but a very poor and humble man.

What have I to gain by securing any note, and by encouraging you to brave your father's anger?
Just think what must happen if I opposed the all-powerful Duke de Champdoce; why, I might find myself in prison in next to no time." "And for what reason, if you please ?" asked Norbert.
"Have you never studied law in the slightest degree, Marquis?
Dear me, how neglectful some parents are! You are not of age, and there is a certain article, 354 in the code, that could be so worked that a poor humble creature like me could be locked up for perhaps five years.

The law deals very hardly when any one has dealings with a minor, the more especially when the father is a man of untold wealth.

If the Duke should ever discover----" "But how could he ever do so ?" Daumon made no reply, and his silence so plainly showed Norbert that the Counsellor did not trust him, that he repeated the question in an angry voice.
"Your blind subservience to your father is too well known." "You believe that I should confess everything to him ?" "You yourself told me that when his eyes were fixed on yours you could not avoid yielding to his will." Norbert's anger gradually died away, as he replied in accents of intense bitterness,-- "I may be a savage, but I am not likely to become a traitor.

If I once promised to keep a secret, no measures or tortures would tear it from me.