This will."
A shadow came into Jeanne's eyes. She motioned him to a seat
beside her in front of the fire. Her nearness, the touch of her
dress, the sweet perfume of her presence, thrilled him. He felt
that the moment was near when the whole world as he knew it was to
slip away from him, leaving him in a paradise, or a chaos of
despair. Jeanne looked up at the dueling pistols. The firelight
trembled in the soft folds of lace over her bosom; it glistened in
her hair, and lighted her face with a gentle glow.
"There isn't much to explain," she said again, in a voice so low
that it was hardly more than a whisper. "But what little there is
I want you to know, so that when you go away you will understand.
More than two hundred years ago a band of gentlemen adventurers
were sent over into this country by Prince Rupert to form the
Hudson's Bay Company. That is history, and you know more of it,
probably, than I. One of these men was Le Chevalier Grosellier.
One summer he came up the Churchill, and stopped at the great rock
on which we saw the sun setting to-night, and which was called the
Sun Rock by the Indians. He was struck by the beauty of the place,
and when he went back to France it was with the plan of returning
to build himself a chateau in the wilderness.
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