Since then, considering what he has
done, I have almost come to doubt if what he told me of himself was
true."
"If you mean of the wrongs he suffered at the hands of the Royal
Commission that tried the Monmouth rebels, there's little doubt that
it would be true enough. He was never out with Monmouth; that is
certain. He was convicted on a point of law of which he may well
have been ignorant when he committed what was construed into treason.
But, faith, he's had his revenge, after a fashion."
"That," she said in a small voice, "is the unforgivable thing. It
has destroyed him - deservedly."
"Destroyed him?" His lordship laughed a little. "Be none so sure
of that. He has grown rich, I hear. He has translated, so it is
said, his Spanish spoils into French gold, which is being treasured
up for him in France. His future father-in-law, M. d'Ogeron, has
seen to that."
"His future father-in-law?" said she, and stared at him round-eyed,
with parted lips. Then added: "M. d'Ogeron? The Governor of
Tortuga?"
"The same.
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