She was thoroughly fearless, clear of heart, above all littlenesses.
"I had come to warn Monsieur Valmond once again, but I find him with his
ally, counsellor--and comforter," he retorted, with perilous suggestion.
Time would move on, and Madame Chalice might forget that wild remark, but
she never would forgive it, and she never wished to do so. The insolent,
petty, provincial Seigneur!
"Monsieur De la Riviere," she returned, with cold dignity, "you cannot
live long enough to atone for that impertinence."
"I beg your pardon, madame," he returned earnestly, awed by the
look in her face; for she was thoroughly aroused. "I came to stop a
filibustering expedition, to save the credit of the place where I was
born, where my people have lived for generations."
She made a quick, deprecatory gesture. "You saw me enter here," she
said, "and you thought to discover treason of some kind--Heaven knows
what a mind like yours may imagine! You find me giving better counsel
to His Highness than you could ever hope to give--out of a better heart
and from a better understanding.
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