"It is easy for you to say 'Patience!'" he cried, as he walked the floor
in a fever. "You stand to lose no more than your life, and if you escape
go free at all points! But he has robbed me of more than life! Of my
love, and my self-respect, curse him! He has worsted me not once, but
twice and thrice! And if he lets me go now, dismissing me with my life,
I shall--I shall kill him!" he concluded, through his teeth.
"You are hard to please!"
"I shall kill him!"
"That were to fall still lower!" the minister answered, gravely regarding
him. "I would, M. de Tignonville, you remembered that you are not yet
out of jeopardy. Such a frame of mind as yours is no good preparation
for death, let me tell you!"
"He will not kill us!" Tignonville cried. "He knows better than most men
how to avenge himself!"
"Then he is above most!" La Tribe retorted. "For my part I wish I were
sure of the fact, and I should sit here more at ease."
"If we could escape, now, of ourselves!" Tignonville cried. "Then we
should save not only life, but honour! Man, think of it! If we could
escape, not by his leave, but against it! Are you sure that this is
Angers?"
"As sure as a man can be who has only seen the Black Town once or twice!"
La Tribe answered, moving to the casement--which was not glazed--and
peering through the rough wooden lattice.
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