A Gentleman from Gascony: A Romance of the Huguenots — page 157: what you’re looking at

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IN FROCK AND COWL. 153 geant’s avaricious fingers itching for the possession of the reward. “Those Huguenots are pestilent,” observed a woman standing near Raoul. “The more the merrier,” replied another. ‘“ We'll dose them with a second Bartholomew.” “ By holy mass! but the chevalier must be of the boldest to kill so great a seigneur.” “He stabbed him from behind, Sergeant Goujon says.” 7 “Ay, and would have killed many another, but the sergeant struck in, and made the heretic take to cold water.” “A brave man, the sergeant!” “But a quarrelsome. Let’s follow the crier.” “Ay! It’s a rare sport, this hunting heretics.” And the two gossips toddled away to satisfy their greed for excitement. Through it all, the supposed monk had maintained his statue-like attitude upon the church steps, but now a slight noise within the sacred edifice itself caused him cautiously to turn his head. The mass was over. Half a dozen retainers in the Bassompierre livery came first, and then a black-robed figure, wearing a heavy wimple which concealed her features, slowly de- scended the steps. Last came, with downcast eyes, the lady of Raoul’s heart. Just as the sombre-robed form reached the foot of the steps, the voice of the crier was heard: “Five hundred golden crowns for the arrest of Raoul, Chevalier de Puycadére, alive or dead.” The wimple was thrown back, and from beneath the shadow of his cowl the chevalier gazed upon the white EComichbooks (<() im a)