A Gentleman from Gascony: A Romance of the Huguenots — page 43: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

CHAPTER IV. THE WHITE BADGE. “Ho.ip! Both of you! Hold!” As if at the order of a young queen to her subjects, the would-be combatants lowered the points of their weapons. “For shame, gentlemen, for shame!” continued the dauntless girl, the excitement kindling her cheeks and rendering her more beautiful thanever. ‘“ What, would you fight in my presence? And in this public place? And for what? A nothing? Hector, your thanks are due this gentleman for his services to me, your kins- woman, rather than your ill-timed taunts. Gentlemen, sheathe your swords!”’ Instantly Raoul’s blade rattled in its scabbard. The vicomte, with an ugly scowl upon his dark face, made _nho movement, but an imperious “ Hector!” from Made- moiselle de Vrissac brought him partially to his senses, and he sulkily followed the chevalier’s example. “We shall meet again, monsieur!” he growled, with a darting look at Raoul, full of malevolence. “Ever at your service, monsieur,” was the young Gascon’s quiet reply. Although she had won the victory thus far, Mademoi- selle de Vrissac had no intention of leaving the two men together. She knew too well her cousin’s un- governable temper, and she realized that her departure would be but the signal for the outbreak of fresh hostili- Eomichoo S (S©)