stly in bed.
But he was only a puppet in this instance."

"A puppet? Explain."

"There was another who prompted him from behind."

"Who?" sharply.

"I am afraid that at present I can not name him."

"D'Herouville? Be careful, Monsieur; this is a grave accusation you
are making. You will be forced to prove it." The governor looked
worried; for to him the Comte d'Herouville was a great noble.

"I did not name him. There was a woman behind all this; a woman who is
the innocent cause."

"Ha! a woman?" The governor leaned forward on his elbows.

"Yes."

"Who?"

"Mademoiselle de Longueville. D'Herouville insulted her and the
Chevalier took up her cause."

"Why, then, did you not pick your quarrel with the count?"

"The vicomte had some prior claim."

The governor got up and walked about, biting his mustache. Victor eyed
him with some anxiety.

"But the Chevalier; why did he not defend himself?"

Victor breathed impatiently. "Frankly, Monsieur, how can he defend
himself?"

"True." The governor scrubbed his beard. He was in a quandary and
knew not which way to move. Tardy decision was the stumbling-block in
the path of this well meaning man. Problems irritated him; and in his
secret heart he wished he had never seen the Chevalier, D'Herouville,
the poet, or the vicomte, since they upset his quiet. He had enough to
do with public affairs without having private ones thrust gratuitously
upon his care. "Well, well," he said, reseating himself; "you know my
wishes. Nothing but publicity will come of duels and brawls, and
publicity is the last thing the Chevalier is seeking. I feel genuinely
sorry for him. The stain on his name does not prevent him from being a
brave man and a gentleman. Control yourself, Monsieur de Saumaise, and
the day will come when you will thank me for the advice. As you have
no incentive for running away, I will put you on your word, and the
vicomte also. You may go. While I admire the spirit which led you to
take up the Chevalier's cause, I deplore it. Who, then, will succeed
Monsieur le Marquis?"

"That is a question I can not answer. To the best of my knowledge, no
one will succeed Monsieur le Marquis de Perigny."

"So this is what brought him over here? What brought you?"

"Friendship for him, an empty purse and a pocketful of ambition."

The answer pleased De Lauson, and he nodded. "That is all."

"Thank you, Monsieur."

"I shall keep you in mind . .