Both his cheeks were much
swollen immediately beneath the eyes, and one of them was severely cut.
He felt that his looks were against him, and he endeavoured to make up
for the injury his countenance had sustained by the sternness of his
voice, and the determined rigour of his eye. "I presume," General
Santerre," added he, "that your plighted word is sufficient warrant to
me for your good faith."
"There is the lady," said Santerre, pointing to Agatha. "I did not
undertake to protect you from the wrath of any rivals you might have in
her affections. It seems to me that at present she prefers that young
dare-devil slip of aristocracy to your patriotic ardour. If she won't
go to Saumur with you, I can't make her."
"By all the powers of heaven and hell, she shall go with me!" said
Denot, advancing towards her.
"Beware the switch--beware the switch again, thou false knave!" said the
little Chevalier, jumping up, and standing immediately before Agatha,
with his cherry stick in his hand. Denot had no other arms about him but
his dagger, and that he drew, as he advanced towards the boy.
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