human
Aurélie, I fell to trembling then, for I thought to myself, 'I have found his son.' De Vannes had told me that son was being educated for his own profession of arms--nay, more, that he sought for him a commission from the king. Meanwhile, Raoul was watching me carefully, so that I disguised as best I could my agitation, while I replied: 'It seems to me you need not to demand information of me. You know of Monsieur St. Georges's existence--of the calling he follows. On my part, I have never heard of him before!' 'Nor perhaps,' he replied, 'ever will again!' and with that he left me.
gpt
It must be the man, Mademoiselle de Roquemaure murmured.
human
It must be he.
gpt
It is he, the marquise replied emphatically.
human
It is he. As he stood before me to-night I saw his father in his eyes, in his glance--nay, in his bearing. That man is the son of De Vannes--is the De Vannes himself. And if more proof was wanted, is it not forthcoming when we have learned that not only his life, but the life of his child, is thrust against? His father died without a will, without naming him; _your_ father was therefore the heir, and--after him--your brother Raoul. In another year, when he is thirty, De Vannes's wealth is his, if--if, and her eyes glistened as she spoke,
gpt
Yes, the girl said slowly.
human
Yes, I understand.