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turned. It was his lieutenant.

      "Well, Monsieur de Vibrac, what news?" said Canolles.

      "They say, commandant, that the princes' flag will float over Île Saint-Georges to-morrow."

      "Who says that?"

      "Two of our scouts who have just come in, and have seen the preparations the citizens are making."

      "What answer did you make when they said that?"

      "I answered, commandant, that it was all the same to me so long as I wasn't alive to see it."

      "Ah! you stole my answer, monsieur."

      "Bravo, commandant! we asked nothing better; and the men will fight like lions when they know that that is your answer."

      "Let them fight like men, that's all I ask. What do they say as to the manner of the attack?"

      "General, they are preparing a surprise for us," said De Vibrac, with a laugh.

      "Peste! what sort of a surprise? this is the second warning I have received. Who leads the assailants?"

      "Monsieur de La Rochefoucauld the land forces, Espagnet, councillor of Parliament, the naval forces."

      "Very good!" said Canolles; "I have a little advice to give him."

      "Whom?"

      "The councillor."

      "What is it?"

      "To re-enforce the urban militia with some good, well-disciplined regiment, who can show the tradesmen how to receive a well-sustained fire."

      "He hasn't waited for your advice, commandant; I think he must have been more or less of a soldier before he became a man of the law, for he has enlisted the services of the Navailles regiment for this expedition."

      "The Navailles regiment?"

      "Yes."

      "My old regiment?"

      "The same. It has gone over, it seems, bag and baggage, to the princes."

      "Who is in command?"

      "Baron de Ravailly."

      "Indeed?"

      "Do you know him?"

      "Yes – a fine fellow, and brave as his sword. In that case it will be warmer than I supposed, and we shall have some fun."

      "What are your orders, commandant?"

      "That the posts be doubled to-night; that the troops retire fully dressed, with loaded muskets within reach. One half will stand guard, while the other half sleeps. Those who are on guard will keep out of sight behind the embankment. One moment – Have you informed anybody of the news brought by the scouts?"

      "Nobody."

      "Good; keep it secret for some little time yet. Select ten or twelve of your worst soldiers; you should have some fishermen, or poachers?"

      "We have only too many of them, commandant."

      "Well, as I was saying, select ten of them, and give them leave of absence till to-morrow morning. Let them go and throw their lines in the Garonne, and set their snares in the fields. To-night Espagnet and Monsieur de La Rochefoucauld will take them and question them."

      "I don't understand – "

      "Don't you understand that it is most essential that the assailants should believe that we are entirely unprepared for them? These men, who know nothing, will take their oaths with an air of sincerity, which will carry conviction because it will not be assumed, that we are sound asleep in our beds."

      "Ah! excellent!"

      "Let the enemy approach, let him disembark, let him plant his ladders."

      "But when shall we fire on him?"

      "When I give the word. If a single shot is fired from our ranks before I order it, the man who fires it shall die, my word for it!"

      "The deuce!"

      "Civil war is war twice over. It is important, therefore, that it be not carried on like a hunting party. Let Messieurs les Bordelais laugh, and laugh yourselves if it amuses you; but don't laugh until I give the word."

      The lieutenant retired to transmit Canolles' commands to the other officers, who looked at one another in amazement. There were two men in the governor, – the courteous gentleman, and the implacable soldier.

      Canolles returned to take supper with Nanon; but the supper was put ahead two hours, as he had determined not to leave the ramparts from dusk till dawn. He found Nanon running through a pile of letters.

      "You can defend the place with confidence, dear Canolles," said she, "for it won't be long before you are re-enforced. The king is coming, Monsieur de La Meilleraie is coming with his army, and Monsieur d'Épernon is coming with fifteen thousand men."

      "But, meanwhile, they have a week or ten days before them. Nanon," added Canolles, with a smile, "Île Saint-Georges is not impregnable."

      "Oh! while you are in command I have no fear."

      "Yes; but just because I am in command I may be killed. Nanon, what would you do in that case? Have you thought about it?"

      "Yes," replied Nanon, smiling back at him.

      "Very good! have your boxes ready. A boatman will be waiting at a certain spot; if you have to take to the water, four of my people who are good swimmers will be at hand, with orders not to leave you, and they will take you ashore."

      "All precautions are useless, Canolles; if you are killed I shall need nothing."

      Supper was announced. Ten times, while they sat at table, Canolles rose and went to the window, which looked upon the river, and before the end of the repast he left the table altogether; night was beginning to fall.

      Nanon would have followed him.

      "Nanon," said he, "go to your room, and give me your word that you will not leave it. If I knew that you were outside, exposed to the slightest danger, I would not answer for myself. Nanon, my honor is at stake; do not trifle with my honor."

      Nanon offered Canolles her carmine lips, more brilliant in hue from the pallor of her cheeks, and went to her room, saying: —

      "I obey you, Canolles; I choose that enemies and friends alike should know the man I love; go!"

      Canolles left the room. He could not withhold his admiration from this strong nature, so quick to comply with his wishes, so responsive to his will. He had hardly reached his post ere the night came down, threatening and awe-inspiring, as it always is when it conceals in its dark depths a bloody secret.

      Canolles took up his position at the end of the esplanade, which overlooked the course of the stream and both its banks. There was no moon; a veil of dark clouds overhung the earth. There was no danger of being seen, but it was almost impossible to see.

      About midnight, however, it seemed to him that he could distinguish dark masses moving upon the left bank, and gigantic shapes gliding along the surface of the stream. But there was no other noise than the moaning of the night wind among the branches.

      The masses ceased to move, the shapes became stationary at some distance. Canolles thought that he must have been mistaken, but he redoubled his watchfulness; his eager eyes pierced the darkness, his ear was awake to the slightest sound.

      The clock on the fortress struck three, and the slow, mournful reverberation died away in the darkness.

      Canolles was beginning to think that the warning he had received was a hoax, and he was on the point of retiring, when Lieutenant de Vibrac, who stood beside him, suddenly placed one hand upon his shoulder and pointed with the other toward the river.

      "Yes, yes," said Canolles, "there they are; we have no time to lose. Go and wake the men who are off duty, and station them behind the wall. You told them, didn't you, that I would kill the first man who fired?"

      "Yes."

      "Well, tell them again."

      By the first streaks of dawn long boats laden with men, who were laughing and talking in low tones, could be

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