jesty's Vengeur,
who took possession of her in the name of his king.

No sooner had Zac found himself in the power of the enemy, than a
remarkable change took place in the respective positions of himself
and Margot with regard to one another. Thus far he had been her
protector; but now she became his. The first words that she spoke to
the lieutenant served to conciliate his favor, and secure very
respectful treatment for Zac, and seemed to convey such important
intelligence that he concluded at once to transfer Margot to the
Vengeur, where she could tell her story to the captain.

"Adieu," said she. "We sall soon see again. Do not fear. I make zem
let you go."

"Wal, little un, I'll try an' hope. But, mind, unless I get you, I
don't much mind what becomes o' me."

Margot, on being taken on board the Vengeur, was at once examined by
the captain--the Vicomte de Brissac, who found her statement most
important. She contented herself with telling everything that was
essential, and did not think it at all necessary for her to state
that Zac had already been in the hands of French captors, and had
effected an escape. She announced herself as the maid of the Countess
Laborde, who had accompanied her father in the ship Arethuse. She
narrated the shipwreck, and the rescue by Zac and the young Count de
Montresor, the encounter with the Aigle, and the subsequent arrest of
Claude. She mentioned the death of Laborde, and the journey to
Louisbourg by land, with the escape and pursuit of Claude, the fight
with Cazeneau, and his subsequent arrival. She then described their
escape, their pursuit and separation, down to the time of speaking.
She affirmed that Zac had come here from Minas Basin to save his
friend, and was awaiting his arrival when the Vengeur appeared.

The captain listened with the most anxious attention to every word;
questioned her most minutely about the reasons why Cazeneau had
arrested Claude, and also about his designs on Louisbourg. Margot
answered everything most frankly, and was able to tell him the truth,
inasmuch as she had enjoyed very much of the confidence of Mimi, and
had learned from her about Cazeneau's plans. Captain de Brissac
showed no emotion of any kind, whether of sympathy or indignation;
but Margot formed a very favorable estimate of his character from his
face, and could not help believing that she had won him over as an
ally. She could see that her story had produced a most profound
impres