“Upstairs! what, in this house?”

“Yes, monseigneur; but hush! here is M. du Bouchage.”

“Hush!” said the prince, laughing.

CHAPTER LXXIV.

One of the souvenirs of the duc D’ANJOU.

Henri, as he entered, could hear the hateful laugh of the prince, but he had not lived enough with him to know the danger that always lurked in his laugh.  Besides, he could not suspect the subject of conversation, and no one dared to tell him in the duke’s presence.  Besides, the duke, who had already settled his plan, kept Henri near him until all the other officers were gone.  He then changed the distribution of the posts.  Henri had established his quarters in that house, and had intended to send the ensign to a post near the river, but the duke now took Henri’s place, and sent him where the ensign was to have been.  Henri was not astonished, for the river was an important point.  Before going, however, he wished to speak to the ensign, and recommend to his care the two people under his protection, and whom he was forced for the time to abandon.  But at the first word that Henri began to speak to him the duke interposed.  “Secrets?” said he, with his peculiar smile.

The ensign had understood, when too late, the fault he had been guilty of.

“No, monseigneur,” replied he, “M. le Comte was only asking me how much powder we had left fit to use.”

The answer had two aims; the first to turn away the duke’s suspicions, if he had any; and the second to let Du Bouchage know that he could count on a friend in him.

“Ah!” said the duke, forced to seem to believe what he was told.  And as he turned to the door the ensign whispered to Henri, “The prince knows you are escorting some one.”

Henri started, but it was too late.  The duke remarked the start, and, as if to assure himself that his orders were executed, proposed to Henri to accompany him to his post, which he was forced to accede to.

Henri wished to warn Remy to be on his guard, but it was impossible; all he could do was to say to the ensign: 

“Watch well over the powder; watch it as I would myself, will you not?”

“Yes, M. le Comte,” replied the young man.

On the way the duke said to Du Bouchage, “Where is this powder that you speak of?”

“In the house we have just left, your highness.”

“Oh! be easy, then, Du Bouchage; I know too well the importance of such an article, in our situation, to neglect it.  I will watch over it myself.”

They said no more until they arrived, when the duke, after giving Henri many charges not to quit his post, returned.  He found Aurilly wrapped in an officer’s cloak, sleeping on one of the seats in the dining-room.  The duke woke him.  “Come,” said he.

“Yes, monseigneur.”

“Do you know what I mean?”