Count Hannibal

But that only the more roused the devil in the man; that, and the

knowledge that he had his own headstrong act to thank for the position.

He looked on the panic-stricken people who, scared by the turmoil

without, had come together in the courtyard, wringing their hands and

chattering; and his face was so dark and forbidding that fear of him took

the place of all other fear, and the nearest shrank from contact with

him. On any other entering as he had entered, they would have hailed

questions; they would have asked what was amiss, and if the city were

rising, and where were Bigot and his men. But Count Hannibal's eye

struck curiosity dumb. When he cried from his saddle, "Bring me the

landlord!" the trembling man was found, and brought, and thrust forward

almost without a word.

"You have a back gate?" Tavannes said, while the crowd leaned forward to

catch his words.

"Yes, my lord," the man faltered.

"Into the street which leads to the ramparts?"

"Ye-yes, my lord."

"Then"--to Badelon--"saddle! You have five minutes. Saddle as you never

saddled before," he continued in a low tone, "or--" His tongue did not

finish the threat, but his hand waved the man away. "For you"--he held

Tignonville an instant with his lowering eye--"and the preaching fool

with you, get arms and mount! You have never played aught but the woman

yet; but play me false now, or look aside but a foot from the path I bid

you take, and you thwart me no more, Monsieur! And you, Madame," he

continued, turning to the Countess, who stood bewildered at one of the

doors, the Provost's daughter clinging and weeping about her, "you have

three minutes to get your women to horse! See you, if you please, that

they take no longer!"

She found her voice with difficulty. "And this child?" she said. "She

is in my care."

"Bring her," he muttered with a scowl of impatience. And then, raising

his voice as he turned on the terrified gang of hostlers and inn servants

who stood gaping round him, "Go help!" he thundered. "Go help! And

quickly!" he added, his face growing a shade darker as a second bell

began to toll from a neighbouring tower, and the confused babel in the

Place Ste.-Croix settled into a dull roar of "Sacrilege!

sacrilege."--"Hasten!"

Fortunately it had been his first intention to go to the Council attended

by the whole of his troop; and eight horses stood saddled in the stalls.

Others were hastily pulled out and bridled, and the women were mounted.

La Tribe, at a look from Tavannes, took behind him the Provost's

daughter, who was helpless with terror. Between the suddenness of the

alarm, the uproar without, and the panic within, none but a man whose

people served him at a nod and dreaded his very gesture could have got

his party mounted in time. Javette would fain have swooned, but she

dared not. Tignonville would fain have questioned, but he shrank from

the venture. The Countess would fain have said something, but she forced

herself to obey and no more. Even so the confusion in the courtyard, the

mingling of horses and men and trappings and saddle-bags, would have made

another despair; but wherever Count Hannibal, seated in his saddle in the

middle, turned his face, chaos settled into a degree of order, servants,

ceasing to listen to the yells and cries outside, ran to fetch, women

dropped cloaks from the gallery, and men loaded muskets and strapped on

bandoliers.