me."

"So there are people who can restrain you?"

"Not many, but he can."

"And now you regret it?"

"Honestly, no! This brave stage-robber did the business with such
swaggering bravado that I admired him. I love brave men instinctively.
Had I not killed M. de Barjols I should have liked to be his friend. It
is true I could not tell how brave he was until I had killed him. But
let us talk of something else; that duel is one of my painful thoughts.
But why did I come up? It was certainly not to talk of the Companions of
Jehu, nor of M. Laurent's exploits--Ah! I came to ask how you would like
to spend your time. I'll cut myself in quarters to amuse you, my dear
guest, but there are two disadvantages against me: this region, which is
not very amusing, and your nationality, which is not easily amused."

"I have already told you, Roland," replied Lord Tanlay, offering his
hand to the young man, "that I consider the Chateau des Noires-Fontaines
a paradise."

"Agreed; but still in the fear that you may find your paradise
monotonous, I shall do my best to entertain you. Are you fond of
archeology--Westminster and Canterbury? We have a marvel here, the
church of Brou; a wonder of sculptured lace by Colonban. There is a
legend about it which I will tell you some evening when you cannot
sleep. You will see there the tombs of Marguerite de Bourbon, Philippe
le Bel, and Marguerite of Austria. I will puzzle you with the problem of
her motto: 'Fortune, infortune, fort'une,' which I claim to have solved
by a Latinized version: 'Fortuna, in fortuna, forti una.' Are you fond
of fishing, my dear friend? There's the Reissouse at your feet, and
close at hand a collection of hooks and lines belonging to Edouard, and
nets belonging to Michel; as for the fish, they, you know, are the last
thing one thinks about. Are you fond of hunting? The forest of Seillon
is not a hundred yards off. Hunting to hounds you will have perforce to
renounce, but we have good shooting. In the days of my old bogies, the
Chartreuse monks, the woods swarmed with wild boars, hares and foxes.
No one hunts there now, because it belongs to the government; and the
government at present is nobody. In my capacity as General Bonaparte's
aide-de-camp I'll fill the vacancy, and we'll see who dares meddle with
me, if, after chasing the Austrians on the Adige and the Mamelukes
on the Nile, I hunt the boars and deer and the hares and foxes on
the Reissouse. One day of arc