Moreover, his hot Bourbon blood was fired by the insults heaped upon him as well as by the infamous condition of affairs he had found in Morvaix.
But above all, and more than all, his chivalry was stirred on Gabrielle's account; and his new-born love for her filled his heart with fury against the two men who had plotted her ruin and had turned their venom against him only when they found he was no pliant tool in their abominable scheme.
The Governor on his side was no whit less angry, and only Gabrielle's presence had restrained him from replying to Gerard's taunts with violence. He meant to use Gerard as the means to force her consent to marry him; and had resolved that he should not leave the Castle until that consent had been wrung from her.
This very resolve, however, made him hesitate. To give him countenance with her, the crime which Gerard had committed must be the ground for imprisonment; and while he smarted and fumed and raged under the lash of Gerard's bitter words, he had held back. But the limit of his endurance was reached; and as a first step he resolved to send Gabrielle away.
There was a pause of some moments after Gerard's last words while the Governor made this decision, and then he turned to Gabrielle.
"Mademoiselle, I must ask you to return to my wife for a time."
"Do not go, Gabrielle, there is no need," declared Gerard.
"He is right, my lord, there is no need," said de Proballe.
"This must end," muttered the Governor.
"It shall end—now. Come, Gerard, I have spoken of your sharp wits. Let us see you use them now. Tell me the contents of this," and de Proballe held a paper before him.
