"
Then he added: "I was glad you remembered our music."
"My dear De Casson, as if I could forget! I have yet the Maggini you
gave me. It was of the things for remembering. If we can't be loyal
to our first loves, why to anything?"
"Even so, Pierre; but few at your age arrive at that. Most people learn
it when they have bartered away every dream. It is enough to have a few
honest emotions--very few--and stand by them till all be done."
"Even hating?" Iberville's eyes were eager.
"There is such a thing as a noble hate."
"How every inch of you is man!" answered the other, clasping the
priest's arms. Then he added: "Abbe, you know what I long to hear. You
have been to New York twice; you were there within these three months--"
"And was asked to leave within these three months--banished, as it were."
"I know. You said in your letter that you had news. You were kind to
go--"
"Perrot went too."
"My faithful Perrot! I was about to ask of him. I had a birch-bark
letter from him, and he said he would come--Ah, here he is!"
He listened. There was a man's voice singing near by. They could even
hear the words:
"'O the young seigneur! O the young seigneur!
A hundred bucks in a day he slew;
And the lady gave him a ribbon to wear,
And a shred of gold from her golden hair
O the way of a maid was the way he knew;
O the young seigneur! O the young seigneur!'"
"Shall we speak freely before him?" said the priest.
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