"You have found Madame de Brissac and are writing to her?" smiling.
For a moment Victor's gaiety left him. The Chevalier's suggestion was
so unexpected as to disturb him. He quickly recovered his poise,
however. "You have lost. It is a letter to my good sister, advising
her of my departure to Quebec. Spain is too near Paris, Paul."
"You, Victor?" cried the Chevalier, while Breton's face grew warm with
regard for Monsieur de Saumaise.
"Yes. Victor loves his neck. And it will be many a day ere
monseigneur turns his glance toward New France in quest."
"But supposing he should not find these incriminating papers? You
would be throwing away a future."
"Only temporarily. I have asked my sister to watch her brother's
welfare. I will go. Come, be a good fellow. Let us go and sign the
articles which make two soldiers of fortune instead of one. I have
spoken to Du Puys and Chaumonot. It is all settled but the daub of
ink. Together, Paul; you will make history and I shall embalm it." He
placed a hand upon the Chevalier's arm, his boyish face beaming with
the prospect of the exploit.
"And Madame de Brissac?" gently.
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