France -- History -- Francis I, 1515-1547 -- Fiction
When they were left to themselves, with unrestricted freedom of
movement, they went about their search in a sort of frenzy; they
explored the garrets and cellars, sounded all the walls, moved all the
furniture; they detained all the servants they met, and displayed the
ardor of creditors with the patience of hunters. A hundred times they
retraced their steps, examining the same thing again and again, like a
sheriff's officer with a writ to serve, and when they had finished they
were flushed and excited, but had discovered nothing.
"Well, messieurs," said Benvenuto, preparing to mount his horse, "you
found nothing, eh? So much the worse! so much the worse! I understand
what a painful thing it must be for turn sensitive hearts like yours,
but notwithstanding my sympathy with your suffering and my desire to
assist in your search I must begone. If you feel called upon to visit
the Grand-Nesle in my absence, do not hesitate, but make yourself
perfectly at home here. I have given orders that the house be open to
you at all times. My only consolation for leaving you in so anxious a
frame of mind is the hope that I shall learn upon my return that you
have found your daughter, Monsieur le Prévôt, and you your fair
_fiancée_, Monsieur d'Orbec. Adieu, messieurs."
Thereupon he turned to his companions, who were standing in a group at
the door, all save Ascanio, who doubtless did not care to stand faee to
face with his rival.
"Adieu, my children," he said. "If during my absence Monsieur le
Prévôt desires to inspect my house a third time, do not forget to
receive him as its former master."
With that little Jehan threw open the door, and Benvenuto galloped away.
"You see that we are idiots, my dear fellow," said Comte d'Orbec to the
provost. "When a man has kidnapped a girl, he doesn't go off to
Romorantin with the court."
VI
CHARLES THE FIFTH AT FONTAINEBLEAU
It was not without grave doubts and a terrible sinking at the heart that
Charles V. stepped foot upon French territory, where earth and air were,
so to speak, his enemies, whose king he had treated unworthily when he
was a prisoner in his hands, and whose Dauphin he had perhaps
poisoned,--he was at least accused of it. Europe anticipated terrible
reprisals on the part of François I. from the moment that his rival
placed himself in his power. But Charles's audacity, great gambler in
empires that he was, would not permit him to draw back; and as soon as
he had skilfully felt the ground and paved the way, he boldly crossed
the Pyrenees.
He counted upon finding devoted friends at the French court, and thought
that he could safely trust to three guaranties: the ambition of Madame
d'Etampes, the overweening conceit of the Connétable Anne de
Montmorency, and the king's chivalrous nature.
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