Perhaps there are good reasons. Perhaps the gentleman is prudent."
He had passed the group by now, and he left that last sentence of
his to trail behind him, and after it sent laughter, insolent and
provoking.
He had not long to wait. Came a quick step behind him, and a hand
falling upon his shoulder, spun him violently round. He was brought
face to face with M. de La Tour d'Azyr, whose handsome countenance
was calm and composed, but whose eyes reflected something of the
sudden blaze of passion stirring in him. Behind him several members
of the group were approaching more slowly. The others - like
Andre-Louis' two companions - remained at gaze.
"You spoke of me, I think," said the Marquis quietly.
"I spoke of an assassin - yes. But to these my friends." Andre-Louis'
manner was no less quiet, indeed the quieter of the two, for he was the
more experienced actor.
"You spoke loudly enough to be overheard," said the Marquis,
answering the insinuation that he had been eavesdropping.
"Those who wish to overhear frequently contrive to do so.
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