There was the yellow movement of a flashlight much too close and Dean sat bolt upright, a frantic vision of Bob from Boise, or Hal the creep, or someone ready to avenge the chastity of a wife or sister.
His father, a Huguenot who had been one of the conspirators of Amboise, strengthened his Protestant sympathies by showing him, while they were passing through that town on their way to Paris, the heads of the conspirators exposed upon the scaffold, and adjuring him not to spare his own head in order to avenge their death.