and　the　chief。　　He　still　sat　with　arms　folded；　his　head　falling　on
  his　breast。
  Silence　had　fallen　on　them　all。　　They　all　sat　round　the　fire
  buried　in　thought。　　Through　the　open　window　there　came　from　the
  quay　beyond　the　hum　of　life　in　the　open…air　camp；　the　tramp　of　the
  sentinels　around　it；　the　words　of　command　from　the　drill…sergeant；
  and　through　it　all　the　moaning　of　the　wind　and　the　beating　of　the
  sleet　against　the　window…panes。
  A　whole　world　of　wretchedness　was　expressed　by　those　sounds！
  Blakeney　gave　a　quick；　impatient　sigh；　and　going　to　the　window　he
  pushed　it　further　open；　and　just　then　there　came　from　afar　the
  muffled　roll　of　drums；　and　from　below　the　watchman's　cry　that
  seemed　such　dire　mockery：
  〃Sleep；　citizens！　　Everything　is　safe　and　peaceful。〃
  〃Sound　advice；〃　said　Blakeney　lightly。　　〃Shall　we　also　go　to
  sleep？　　What　say　you　alleh？〃
  He　had　with　that　sudden　rapidity　characteristic　of　his　every
  action；　already　thrown　off　the　serious　air　which　he　had　worn　a
  moment　ago　when　giving　instructions　to　Hastings。　　His　usual
  debonnair　manner　was　on　him　once　again；　his　laziness；　his　careless
  insouciance。　　He　was　even　at　this　moment　deeply　engaged　in
  flicking　off　a　grain　of　dust　from　the　immaculate　Mechlin　ruff　at
  his　wrist。　　The　heavy　lids　had　fallen　over　the　tell…tale　eyes　as
  if　weighted　with　fatigue；　the　mouth　appeared　ready　for　the　laugh
  which　never　was　absent　from　it　very　long。
  It　was　only　Ffoulkes's　devoted　eyes　that　were　sharp　enough　to
  pierce　the　mask　of　light…hearted　gaiety　which　enveloped　the　soul
  of　his　leader　at　the　present　moment。　He　sawfor　the　first　time　in
  all　the　years　that　he　had　known　Blakeneya　frown　across　the
  habitually　smooth　brow；　and　though　the　lips　were　parted　for　a
  laugh；　the　lines　round　mouth　and　chin　were　hard　and　set。
  With　that　intuition　born　of　whole…hearted　friendship　Sir　Andrew
  guessed　what　troubled　Percy。　　He　had　caught　the　look　which　the
  latter　had　thrown　on　Armand；　and　knew　that　some　explanation　would
  have　to　pass　between　the　two　men　before　they　parted　to…night。
  Therefore　he　gave　the　signal　for　the　breaking　up　of　the　meeting。
  〃There　is　nothing　more　to　say；　is　there；　Blakeney？〃　he　asked。
  〃No；　my　good　fellow；　nothing；〃　replied　Sir　Percy。　　〃I　do　not　know
  how　you　all　feel；　but　I　am　demmed　fatigued。〃
  〃What　about　the　rags　for　to…morrow？〃　queried　Hastings。
  〃You　know　where　to　find　them。　　In　the　room　below。　Ffoulkes　has　the
  key。　　Wigs　and　all　are　there。　　But　don't　use　false　hair　if　you　can
  help　itit　is　apt　to　shift　in　a　scrimmage。〃
  He　spoke　jerkily；　more　curtly　than　was　his　wont。　　Hastings　and
  Tony　thought　that　he　was　tired。　　They　rose　to　say　good　night。
  Then　the　three　men　went　away　together；　Armand　remaining　behind。
  CHAPTER　XII
  WHAT　LOVE　IS
  〃Well；　now；　Armand；　what　is　it？〃　asked　Blakeney；　the　moment　the
  footsteps　of　his　friends　had　died　away　down　the　stone　stairs；　and
  their　voices　had　ceased　to　echo　in　the　distance。
  〃You　guessed；　then；　that　there　was　。。。　something？〃　said　the
  younger　man；　after　a　slight　hesitation。
  〃Of　course。〃
  Armand　rose；　pushing　the　chair　away　from　him　with　an　impatient
  nervy　gesture。　　Burying　his　hands　in　the　pockets　of　his　breeches；
  he　began　striding　up　and　down　the　room；　a　dark；　troubled
  expression　in　his　face；　a　deep　frown　between　his　eyes。
  Blakeney　had　once　more　taken　up　his　favourite　position；　sitting　on
  the　corner　of　the　table；　his　broad　shoulders　interposed　between
  the　lamp　and　the　rest　of　the　room。　　He　was　apparently　taking　no
  notice　of　Armand；　but　only　intent　on　the　delicate　operation　of
  polishing　his　nails。
  Suddenly　the　young　man　paused　in　his　restless　walk　and　stood　in
  front　of　his　friendan　earnest；　solemn；　determined　figure。
  〃Blakeney；〃　he　said；　〃I　cannot　leave　Paris　to…morrow。〃
  Sir　Percy　made　no　reply。　　He　was　contemplating　the　polish　which　he
  had　just　succeeded　in　producing　on　his　thumbnail。
  〃I　must　stay　here　for　a　while　longer；〃　continued　Armand　firmly。
  〃I　may　not　be　able　to　return　to　England　for　some　weeks。　　You　have
  the　three　others　here　to　help　you　in　your　enterprise　outside
  Paris。　　I　am　entirely　at　your　service　within　the　compass　of　its
  walls。〃
  Still　no　comment　from　Blakeney；　not　a　look　from　beneath　the　fallen
  lids。　　Armand　continued；　with　a　slight　tone　of　impatience　apparent
  in　his　voice：
  〃You　must　want　some　one　to　help　you　here　on　Sunday。　I　am　entirely
  at　your　service　。。。　here　or　anywhere　in　Paris　。。。　but　I　cannot
  leave　this　city　。。。　at　any　rate；　not　just　yet。。。。〃
  Blakeney　was　apparently　satisfied　at　last　with　the　result　of　his
  polishing　operations。　　He　rose；　gave　a　slight　yawn；　and　turned
  toward　the　door。
  〃Good　night；　my　dear　fellow；〃　he　said　pleasantly；　〃it　is　time　we
  were　all　abed。　　I　am　so　demmed　fatigued。〃
  〃Percy！〃　exclaimed　the　young　man　hotly。
  〃Eh？　　What　is　it？〃　queried　the　other　lazily。
  〃You　are　not　going　to　leave　me　like　thiswithout　a　word？〃
  〃I　have　said　a　great　many　words；　my　good　fellow。　　I　have　said
  'good　night；'　and　remarked　that　I　was　demmed　fatigued。〃
  He　was　standing　beside　the　door　which　led　to　his　bedroom；　and　now
  he　pushed　it　open　with　his　hand。
  〃Percy；　you　cannot　go　and　leave　me　like　this！〃　reiterated　Armand
  with　rapidly　growing　irritation。
  〃Like　what；　my　dear　fellow？〃　queried　Sir　Percy　with　good…humoured
  impatience。
  〃Without　a　wordwithout　a　sign。　　What　have　I　done　that　you　should
  treat　me　like　a　child；　unworthy　even　of　attention？〃
  Blakeney　had　turned　back　and　was　now　facing　him；　towering　above
  the　slight　figure　of　the　younger　man。　　His　face　had　lost　none　of
  its　gracious　air；　and　beneath　their　heavy　lids　his　eyes　looked
  down　not　unkindly　on　his　friend。
  〃Would　you　have　preferred　it；　Armand；〃　he　said　quietly；　〃if　I　had
  said　the　word　that　your　ears　have　heard　even　though　my　lips　have
  not　uttered　it？〃
  〃I　don't　understand；〃　murmured　Armand　defiantly。
  〃What　sign　would　you　have　had　me　make？〃　continued　Sir　Percy；　his
  pleasant　voice　falling　calm　and　mellow　on　the　younger　man's
  supersensitive　consciousness：　　〃That　of　branding　you；　Marguerite's
  brother；　as　a　liar　and　a　cheat？〃
  〃Blakeney！〃　retorted　the　other；　as　with　flaming　cheeks　and
  wrathful　eyes　he　took　a　menacing　step　toward　his　friend；　〃had　any
  man　but　you　dared　to　speak　such　words　to　me〃
  〃I　pray　to　God；　Armand；　that　no　man　but　I　has　the　right　to　speak
  them。〃
  〃You　have　no　right。〃
  〃Every　right；　my　friend。　　Do　I　not　hold　your　oath？　。。。　　Are　you
  not　prepared　to　break　it？〃
  〃I'll　not　break　my　oath　to　you。　　I'll　serve　and　help　you　in　every
  way　you　can　command　。。。　my　life　I'll　give　to　the　cause　。。。　give　me
  the　most　dangerousthe　most　difficult　task　to　perform。。。。　　I'll
  do　itI'll　do　it　gladly。〃
  〃I　have　given　you　an　over…difficult　and　dangerous　task。〃
  〃Bah！　　To　leave　Paris　in　order　to　engage　horses；　while　you　and　the
  others　do　all　the　work。　　That　is　neither　difficult　nor　dangerous。〃
  〃It　will　be　difficult　for　you；　Armand；　because　your　head　Is　not
  sufficiently　cool　to　foresee　serious　eventualities　and　to　prepare
  against　them。　　It　is　dangerous；　because　you　are　a　man　in　love；　and
  a　man　in　love　is　apt　to　run　his　headand　that　of　his　friends
  blindly　into　a　noose。〃
  〃Who　told　you　that　I　was　in　love？〃
  〃You　yourself；　my　good　fellow。　　Had　you　not　told　me　so　at　the
  outset；〃　he　continued；　still　speaking　very　quietly　and　deliberately
  and　never　raising　his　voice；　〃I　would　even　now　be　standing　over　you；
  dog…whip　in　hand；　to　thrash　you　as　a　defaulting　coward　and　a　perjurer
  。。。。　　Bah！〃　he　added　with　a　return　to　his　habitual　bonhomie；　〃I　would
  no　doubt　even　have　lost　my　temper　with　you。　　Which　would　have　been
  purposeless　and　excessively　bad　form。　　Eh？〃
  A　violent　retort　had　sprung　to　Armand's　lips。　　But　fortunately　at
  that　very　moment　his　eyes；　glowing　with　anger；　caught　those　of
  Blakeney　fixed　with　lazy　good…nature　upon　his。　　Something　of　that
  irresistible　dignity　which　pervaded　the　whole　personality　of　the
  man　checked　Armand's　hotheaded　words　on　his　lips。
  〃I　cannot　leave　Paris　to…morrow；〃　he　reiterated　more　calmly。
  〃Because　you　have　arranged　to　see　her　again？〃
  〃Because　she　saved　my　life　to…day；　and　is　herself　in　danger。〃
  〃She　is　in　no　danger；〃　said　Blakeney　simply；　〃since　she　saved　the
  life　of　my　friend。〃
  〃Percy！〃
  The　cry　was　wrung　from　Armand　St。　Just's　very　soul。　Despite　the
  tumult　of　passion　which　was　raging　in　his　heart；　he　was　conscious
  again　of　the　magnetic　power　which　bound　so　many　to　this　man's
  service。　　The　words　he　had　saidsimple　though　they　werehad　sent
  a　thrill　through　Armand's　veins。　　He　felt　himself　disarmed。　　His
  resistance　fell　before　the　subtle　strength　of　an　unbendable　will；
  nothing　remained　in　his　heart　but　an　overwhelming　sense　of　shame
  and　of　impotence。
  He　sank　into　a　chair　and　rested　his　elbows　on　the　table；　burying
  his　face　in　his　hands。　　Blakeney　went　up　to　him　and　placed　a
  kindly　hand　upon　his　shoulder。
  〃The　difficult　task；　Armand；〃　he　said　gently。
  〃Percy；　cannot　you　release　me？　　She　saved　my　life。　　I　have　not
  thanked　her　yet。〃
  〃There　will　be　time　for　thanks　later；　Armand。　　Just　now　over
  yonder　the　son　of　kings　is　being　done　to　death　by　savage　brutes。〃
  〃I　would　not　hinder　you　if　I　stayed。〃
  〃God　knows　you　have　hindered　us　enough　al