he too would soon be negotiating treaties on
terms of equality with marshals of France and governors of provinces.
But Roland was much mistaken: M. de Villars had made great concessions to
the popularity of Cavalier, but they were the last he intended to make.
So, instead of being in his turn summoned to Nimes, or Uzes, to confer
with M. de Villars, Roland merely received an intimation from Cavalier
that he desired to speak with him on important business.

They met near Anduze, and Cavalier, faithful to the promise given to M.
de Villars, neglected no argument that he could think of to induce Roland
to follow his example; but Roland would listen to nothing. Then, when
Cavalier saw that arguments and promises were of no avail, he raised his
voice in anger; but Roland, laying his hand on his shoulder, told him
that his head was turned, that he should remember that he, Roland, was
his senior in command, and therefore bound by nothing that had been
promised in his name by his junior, and that he had registered a vow in
Heaven that nothing would persuade him to make peace unless complete
liberty of conscience were granted to all. The young Cevenol, who was
unaccustomed to such language, laid his hand on the hilt of his sword,
Roland, stepping back, drew his, and the consultation would have ended in
a duel if the prophets had not thrown themselves between them, and
succeeded in getting Roland to consent to one of their number, a man much
esteemed among the Huguenots, named Salomon, going back to Nimes with
Cavalier to learn from M. de Villars' own mouth what the exact terms were
which Cavalier had accepted and now offered to Roland.

In a couple of hours Cavalier and Salomon set out together, and arrived
at Nimes on the 27th May, escorted by twenty-five men; they halted at the
tower of Magne, and the Protestants of the city came out to meet them,
bringing refreshments; then, after prayers and a hasty meal, they
advanced to the barracks and crossed the courtyards. The concourse of
people and the enthusiasm was no whit less than on Cavalier's first
entry, more than three hundred persons kissing his hands and knees.
Cavalier was dressed on this occasion in a doublet of grey cloth, and a
beaver hat, laced with gold, and adorned with a white feather.

Cavalier and his travelling-companion went direct to the garden of the
Recollets, and hardly had they got there than MM. de Villars and de
Baville, accompanied by Lalande and Sandr