A Gentleman from Gascony: A Romance of the Huguenots — page 117: what you’re looking at

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Pas pe 4 .' J ¥ ave : é « 2 AT THE SIGN OF THE GREEN DRAGON. i13 With a tremendous crashing together of glasses, his feilow-soldiers joined in the chorus: “With a clink and a clank, With a clink and a clank, Here’s more strength to the Catholic flail !” “ Let the health go round!” hiccoughed Goujon with a drunken flourish. “The bottle is empty,” replied one of the soldiers, reversing the flask at his elbow to prove the truth of his words. “Empty! With such a toast, there au be no stint. Landiord! Landlord!” “Here, sergeant,” replied Simon Beppa, hurrying up, and looking the typical audergiste in his twisted apron and bonnet de coton. “Wine!” commanded Goujon, with a grand air. “ And the money, Sergeant?” “Money? Money! He demands money to drink the health of the Duke of Guise. Hic! He’s a Huguenot —a heretic—hic—a——”’ “Tt nothing of the kind!” exclaimed Simon, alarmed _ and anxious to avoid all disturbance, especially over so dangerous a subject. “Here, Antoine! Pierre! wine for the gentlemen!” “May it choke them!” he thought resentfully to him- self, as he moved away to see the order obeyed. The wine was brought and, the anger of the sergeant considerably mollified thereby, a long life to the Duke of Guise was drunk with a vast amount of en- thusiasm. In the midst of the revelry, a door, quite close to the table where the soldiers were seated, was opened quietly and a — wrapped in a long cloak and with a slouch GComicbooks (E(©)