I will
join you at supper."
"The ladies will be delighted. There is but little here of the life of
the court. When we are not guarding against Indians, we are
celebrating religious fetes."
"Till supper, then, your Excellency."
And the governor departed to read the messages from the queen. She had
placed all Quebec at the disposal of the marquis in the search for his
son. The governor was greatly mystified. That the marquis should
still call the Chevalier by his former title of count added to this
mystery. Since when did fathers set out for sons of the left hand? He
soon gave up the riddle, confident that the marquis himself would solve
it for him.
The marquis rose before sundown and with the assistance of his aged
valet made his toilet. He was dressed in black satin, with white lace
ruffles, and across his breast he flung the ribbon of the Chevalier of
the Order, in honor of the governor's attentions. Presently, from his
window he saw the figure of a woman--young and slender; doubtless some
relative of the governor's. Patiently he waited for her to turn. When
she did so, a subdued exclamation fell from his lips.
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