Bastille; Latude, Henri Masers de, 1725-1805; Mattioli, Ercole Antonio, conte, 1640-1703
As may well be imagined, the Vicomte de la Tude could not accept his
liberty on the same terms as Danry. The latter would have been satisfied
with 60,000 livres: the viscount demands 150,000 and the cross of St.
Louis to boot. So he writes to the lieutenant of police. Sartine was too
sensible a man to be long obdurate to the prisoner on account of these
extravagances. "I was transferred to the keep of Vincennes on the night
of September 15, 1764. About nine hours after, the late M. de Guyonnet,
king's lieutenant, came and saw me in the presence of the major and the
three warders, and said: 'M. de Sartine has instructed me to inform you,
on his behalf, that provided you behave yourself quietly for a short
time, he will set you free. You have written him a very violent letter,
and you must apologize for it.'" Danry adds: "When all is said and done,
M. de Sartine did treat me well." He granted him for two hours every day
"the extraordinary promenade of the moats." "When a lieutenant of
police," says Danry, "granted this privilege to a prisoner, it was with
the object of promptly setting him free." On November 23, 1765, Danry
was walking thus, in company with a sentinel, outside the keep. The fog
was dense. Turning suddenly towards his keeper, Danry said, "What do you
think of this weather?" "It's very bad." "Well, it's just the weather to
escape in." He took five paces and was out of sight. "I escaped from
Vincennes," writes Danry, "without trickery; an ox would have managed it
as well." But in the speech he delivered later in the National Assembly,
the matter took a new complexion. "Think," he cried, "of the unfortunate
Latude, in his third escape, pursued by twenty soldiers, and yet
stopping and disarming under their very eyes the sentinel who had taken
aim at him!"
* * * * *
When Latude was at large, he found himself without resources, as at his
first escape. "I escaped with my feet in slippers and not a sou in my
pocket; I hadn't a thing to bless myself with." He took refuge with his
young friends, the Misses Lebrun.
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