The black wolf's breed : $b A story of France in the Old world and the New, happening in the reign of Louis XIV — John Shaqi
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 told him then of the audience, neglecting not the minutest detail, not
even the black looks of those who thronged about the King.
"Chamillard's doing, and Crozat. Crozat the parvenu--Marquis du Chatel,
forsooth, with his scissors and yardstick for device."
He questioned me closely concerning the personages present, and what they
said. After having heard on to the end he was quite composed and
broached again the subject of the previous night.
"Well, Captain," he commenced, half banteringly, "if thou hast done thy
conferences with the King, we will talk of your next adventure. Time
presses, and you see from what Louis said, our enemies are already at
work."
I hearkened with many misgivings, for I felt of a truth uncertain of
myself in this new character--and shall I confess it--a trifle ill at
ease concerning this bravo, Carne Yvard, the duelist of the iron hand,
and the gamester with the luck of the devil. However, I put upon myself
a steadfast front and listened.
"We have a fine lad at Paris in our service," said Serigny, "and with him
four as staunch fellows as ever dodged a halter. De Greville--Jerome de
Greville--has his lodgings in Rue St. Denis, at the sign of the Austrian
Arms. The host is a surly, close-mouthed churl who will give you little
information until he knows you well. Then you may rely upon him. Jerome
has been watching our quarry these many weeks; we hold him in easy reach,
as a bait to catch his accomplice. Then we will put them both where they
can spy upon us no longer. I desire them to be taken alive if possible,
and by all the gods, they shall hang."
Verily, this was a pleasant adventure for me to contemplate, taking alive
such a desperado, who handled his sword like a hell-born imp.
"I would not expose you to this," continued Serigny, "but for the stern
necessity that those papers should reach me unopened. They are to be
delivered to you, and I hold you responsible. You understand?"
I bowed my acquiescence.
Then he went on, talking more at ease, though I was far from placid at
the prospect. He told me of the different streets, the lay of the town,
and the various men with whom I would be thrown.
"Beyond all," and in this I afterward acknowledged his foresight, "do not
neglect the women, for their hands now wield the real power in France."
I must own I thought more on the nature of my new errand than on what he
was saying. I felt no small degree of distrust, yet, for my honor's
sake, kept it to myself.
"And when shall I set out for Paris?" I asked.
"To-day; at once. Le Dauphin has already lain four days at anchorage,
and we know for a surety that the expected spy has come. We can not act
too promptly."
And so it came about that I left within the hour.
A carriage had been made ready, and I bade Serigny good-bye in his own
rooms. He feared our being seen together too frequently about the palace.
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