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Chapter 1. Sun and Shadow

           

           Thejailershruggedhisshoulders.

           ‘Ladyofmine!AmItoliehereallmylife,myfather?’

           ‘WhatdoIknow!’criedthejailer,turninguponhimwithsouthernquickness,andgesticulatingwithbothhishandsandallhisfingers,asifhewerethreateningtotearhimtopieces.‘Myfriend,howisitpossibleformetotellhowlongyouaretoliehere?WhatdoIknow,JohnBaptistCavalletto?Deathofmylife!Thereareprisonersheresometimes,whoarenotinsuchadevilofahurrytobetried.’

           HeseemedtoglanceobliquelyatMonsieurRigaudinthisremark;butMonsieurRigaudhadalreadyresumedhismeal,thoughnotwithquitesoquickanappetiteasbefore.

           ‘Adieu,mybirds!’saidthekeeperoftheprison,takinghisprettychildinhisarms,anddictatingthewordswithakiss.

           ‘Adieu,mybirds!’theprettychildrepeated.

           Herinnocentfacelookedbacksobrightlyoverhisshoulder,ashewalkedawaywithher,singingherthesongofthechild’sgame:

           ‘Whopassesbythisroadsolate?

           CompagnondelaMajolaine!

           Whopassesbythisroadsolate?

           Alwaysgay!’

           thatJohnBaptistfeltitapointofhonourtoreplyatthegrate,andingoodtimeandtune,thoughalittlehoarsely:

           ‘Ofalltheking’sknights‘tistheflower,

           CompagnondelaMajolaine!

           Ofalltheking’sknights‘tistheflower,

           Alwaysgay!’

           Whichaccompaniedthemsofardownthefewsteepstairs,thattheprison-keeperhadtostopatlastforhislittledaughtertohearthesongout,andrepeattheRefrainwhiletheywereyetinsight.

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