\'Hope?\'
\'Yes,M.deRosny,hope,\'Irepliedmorecheerfully.\'Hehasworktodo.Heiselected,called,andchosen;theJoshuaofhispeople,asM.d\'Amoursrightlycalledhim.Godwillnottakehimyet.Youshallseehimandbeembracedbyhim,ashashappenedahundredtimes.Remember,sir,theKingofNavarreisstrong,hardy,andyoung,andnodoubtingoodhands.\'
\'Mornay\'s,\'M.deRosnycried,lookingupwithcontemptinhiseye.
Yetfromthatmomentherallied,spurred,Ithink,bythethoughtthattheKingofNavarre\'srecoverydependedunderGodonM.deMornay;whomhewaseverinclinedtoregardashisrival.HebegantomakeinstantpreparationsfordeparturefromRosny,andbademedosoalso,tellingme,somewhatcurtlyandwithoutexplanation,thathehadneedofme.ThedangerofsospeedyareturntotheSouth,wherethefullweightoftheVicomtedeTurenne\'svengeanceawaitedme,occurredtomestrongly;andI
ventured,thoughwithalittleshame,tomentionit.ButM.deRosny,aftergazingatmeamomentinapparentdoubt,puttheobjectionasidewithadegreeofpeevishnessunusualinhim,andcontinuedtopressonhisarrangementsasearnestlyasthoughtheydidnotincludeseparationfromawifeequallylovingandbeloved.