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"I hold him in my power"

"Then Holy Church will fall on you and crush you For o to Tours by the east road"

He shrugged his shoulders "As you please," he said

She flung away in disgust with him She could not understand a aain too small She had, too, a woman's dread

of the Church, a woman's belief in the power of the dead hand to punish

And in half an hour her orders were given In two hours her people were

gathered, and she departed by the eastward road, three of Tavannes'

riders reinforcing her servants for a part of the way Count Hannibal

stood to watch the by the side of

Suzanne's mule He s rare with hih which reflected a mood rare as itself Few had seen Count

Hannibal's eye sparkle as it sparkled no had seen hi to and fro in the sunshine before the inn His men

watched him, and wondered, and liked it little, for one or tho had

overheard his altercation with the Church of heads over it The ed the Pope's beard

and chucked cardinals under the chin was growing old, and the ht with foes whose weapons were not of

this world

Count Hannibal's gaiety, however, ell grounded, had they known it

He was gay, not because he foresaw peril, and it was his nature to love