Part 47 (2/2)
”Ah!” She frowned, conning hie that, Aline He is of course very angry with you But it is not the way to ood advocate”
He thanked her and took his leave
”I leave e, madame”
And so it happened that in spite of his Godfather's forbidding reception of hi was on his lips as his yellow chaise whirled hi with Mastel had enheartened hiave him assurance that all would be well
That he was justified of this was proved when on the following Thursday towards noon his acadeht hi off at once the lesson upon which he was engaged, he pulled off his mask, and went as he was--in a chamois waistcoat buttoned to the chin and with his foil under his arm to the modest salon belohere his Godfather awaited him
The florid little Lord of Gavrillac stood almost defiantly to receive hiive you,” he announced aggressively, see thereby to imply that he consented to this merely so as to put an end to tiresome importunities
Andre-Louis was not neur so as to enable his on the persuaders, whoever they may have been You restore me my happiness, monsieur my Godfather”
He took the hand that was proffered and kissed it, yielding to the i habit of his boyish days It was an act sy between himself and his Godfather the bond of protected and protector, with all the mutual claims and duties that it carries No mere words could more completely have made his peace with this man who loved him
M de Kercadiou's face flushed a deeper pink, his lip trembled, and there was a huskiness in the voice that murmured ”My dear boy!” Then he recollected hireat head and frowned His voice resumed its habitual shrillness ”You realize, I hope, that you have behaved daratitude?”
”Does not that depend upon the point of view?” quoth Andre-Louis, but his tone was studiously conciliatory
”It depends upon a fact, and not upon any point of view Since I have been persuaded to overlook it, I trust that at least you have so”
”I I will abstain fro the ut, at least” His Godfather permitted hi concession--had been made to his just resentment
”A chair, monsieur”
”No, no I have come to carry you off to pay a visit with astel that I consent to receive you again I desire that you coean Andre-Louis, and then broke off
”Noaway to reenter the acadee-instructor?”
M de Kercadiou had observed the leather waistcoat and the foil tucked under Andre-Louis' arm
”I am the master of this academy--the acade school of arms in Paris to-day”
M de Kercadiou's broent up
”And you are master of it?”
”Maitre en fait d'Armes I succeeded to the academy upon the death of des Amis”