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58 wounded man should be removed and a surgeon should see to his hurts. He has lost much blood."

"We will send for a litter. Run to the maison, Jacques, and"

"With your leave, and a little help in lifting him, I could carry him if it be not too far," interrupted the stranger. And with Dauban's and Lucette's assistance, he picked Denys up and bade them show him the way.

"You are strong, monsieur," said de Proballe, with a smile at the ease with which he bore the heavy burden.

"I am a soldier, monsieur, and he who fights must needs have strong arms. It were best if your servant there were to run on and prepare for our coming."

Dauban's face scowled at the word servant.

"Run on, Jacques, and see to this," said de Proballe, adding: "He is my secretary, monsieur, not my servant."

Dauban hastened on then, and Gabrielle and her uncle walked in front, Lucette keeping by Denys.

"It is the cavalier who came to my assistance in the market place yesterday, uncle," said Gabrielle.

"Who is he? I am much mistaken if I have not seen him somewhere before," was the reply.

"I have not inquired his name."

"He belongs not to Morvaix, I think, and seems, as you said, a man of some distinction. I will ask his name and station."

"Had we not better wait until we reach the maison? Our poor Denys is a heavy burden even for his stalwart arms, and to cause him to talk just now might prove burdensome to him."

"You are always solicitous, Gabrielle," replied her uncle, with a smile and a shrewd glance. "I will leave it as you say."

Meanwhile Dauban had hurried on a prey to mingled feelings, in which desire to appear anxious on Denys' behalf and so hide his share in the matter was paramount.