A Gentleman from Gascony: A Romance of the Huguenots — page 109: what you’re looking at

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THE KING’S PHYSICIAN. 105 _ Descending to the ground, he instituted another fruit- less search for the spring. He had but one hope now, and that was that Beppa would return and find some means to release him. Slowly the hours dragged out their weary length. _ That day passed and the second was near its close, when Raoul was startled from his gloomy reflections by a slight scratching sound just opposite where he was sit- ting, and in another moment the panel slid aside, letting in a flood of light which almost blinded him. With acry he leaped to his feet and rushed toward the opening. Beppa had come at last! But it was not Beppa who assisted him out of his prison. It was the tall, intellectual-looking man he had seen with the admiral Saint Bartholomew’s eve. “Steadily! steadily! my young friend,” said the physician as Raoul staggered into the room, faint from his enforced starvation. “Not aword! Eat first?’ And, taking him by the arm, he led him to a table on which were a cold fowl, bread, and a bottle of strong wine. Not until he had devoured a portion of the fowl and drank a goodly half of the wine would his rescuer allow him to speak. Then he related to the young man what had happened after his sudden disappearance. The vicomte, Beppa, and Ambrose Pare himself had all tried to remove the panel, but were finally forced to give it up in despair. Escorted by Beppa and his friend, the king’s phy- Sician, after several narrow escapes, had succeeded in reaching the Louvre, Gomichbooks (E©)