The black wolf's breed : $b A story of France in the Old world and the New, happening in the reign of Louis XIVDickson, Harris
History
The black wolf's breed : $b A story of France in the Old world and the New, happening in the reign of Louis XIV
Dickson, Harris
France -- History -- Louis XIV, 1643-1715 -- Fiction
I explained briefly Madame's position, Serigny nodding his
acquiescence; it was an old tale to him, except he did not know
Jerome's relations with Madame. Of her domination over the Duke of
Maine he was well aware. When my story was fully done he pondered for
a long while in silence. His sorrow was deep and sincere.
"Poor fellow; poor fellow; as noble a lad as ever drew a sword, but in
his present frame of mind it is safer not to trust him; he is capable
of any act of desperation. We will do our best to protect his lady,
though. Where was I? This matter has disturbed me-- Oh, yes, about
to give your orders. You see I am all ready to leave. I have but
waited your return. The war has been decided on and the news needs
only to be given out. The King hesitates and wavers; Chamillard is a
mere reflection of the royal whim. If we do not attack the Spaniard he
will attack us; it is simply a question of whether we want the war at
Biloxi or Havana. For my part I would rather see Havana in siege than
Biloxi. This matter can not be long delayed, a few days more at most.
These dispatches may decide. With these before the King he will no
longer doubt my brother, but will place the blame where it most
properly belongs--for in the main, Louis is just. I would not desire
any greater pleasure than to see the gibbet whereon these traitors of
the itching palms, these thieves who sell their King for Spanish gold,
will take their last dance. Do you remain here for as many as six
days, this room is at your disposal. Be quiet and discreet; learn all
and tell nothing. A still tongue is the safest in these times. The
moment war is declared make all speed for Dieppe and we will up anchor
and away."
Serigny was as happy as a boy at the prospect of action; the atmosphere
of court ill agreed with his fiery temper. This was the gist of our
plan of operations, and it was so arranged in detail.
In a few moments Serigny left me, taking the packet with him, and I in
excess of caution followed him at a little distance, locking the door
behind me and keeping the key in my pocket. I bore his tall figure
well in sight until he passed out of the unfrequented halls into that
portion of the palace where the many shuttlecocks of fortune
congregated to laugh and talk and plot and lie. Not long after he came
back, sorely nettled and disappointed.
"It is done; the King has them in his own hands; yet he does not talk;
promises nothing; is closeted with his ministers; they must be of
considerable importance. It is all secure for us, for I told him of my
departure in the morning to the colonies, and he assented. I judge,
then, it is something of a very delicate nature, touching the royal
honor of the King's own blood. Besides much is in cipher which it will
take time to read. Louis, you know, would not admit, save to those
nearest his throne, the possession of the secret Spanish cipher."
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