Adventure stories; France -- History -- Henry IV, 1589-1610 -- Fiction
It was Biron's voice, furious and cracked with rage, that rang through
the room; but Henry stopped him with a word, and then I went on
repeating exactly what is known, and what I have described before.
When it was over the King turned to the Marshal, who burst out in a
passion of upbraiding, calling God and his own services to witness
that his hands were clean, 'and is the word of this man to be
believed?' he concluded, 'this man who was openly in arms against his
King, who is known as a brawler in the streets, who is even now trying
to win the hand of a royal ward with not a penny piece to line his
doublet pockets, who is excluded from the King's Peace--is his oath to
be taken before the word of a peer of France? Sire, my father died by
your side--and I--I will say no more. Believe him if you will. Here is
my sword! It has served you well,' and unbuckling his sword the
Marshal flung himself on his knees before the King and presented him
with the hilt of his blade.
Astonished and silenced by this audacious outburst, I could say
nothing, but saw Sully and de Belin exchange a strange smile. The
King, however, was much moved. Putting his hands on Biron's shoulders,
he lifted him to his feet. 'Biron, my old friend,' he said, 'the oaths
of this man and of a hundred such as he are but as a feather weight
against your simple word. Messieurs, it is because I wished the
Marshal to know that I would hear nothing behind a man's back that I
would not repeat to his own face that I have allowed M. d'Auriac a
free rein to his tongue. In fine, I believe no word of this incredible
tale. M. d'Auriac,' and he turned to me, 'I give you twenty-four hours
to quit France, and never cross my path again.' And here the reckless
Biron interposed hotly, 'But I must have satisfaction, sire.'
'Is it not satisfaction enough to know that the King believes your
word?' said Sully.
'That may do for the house of Bethune, but not for Biron.'
The taunt told. It was the one tender point with the great minister.
'The house of Bethune,' he began.
'Was old with the Ark, duc--we all know that,' said Henry; 'but truly
I know not what satisfaction the Marshal wants.'
'If not for me, sire, for my friends. There is M. de Gomeron who has
been much wronged too.'
'I see, you are coming to the old point again. I tell you, Biron,
plainly, and once for all, I will not have it--my word is given to
d'Ayen. And now let us go.'
When the King had warned me out of France, I had made a half-movement
to bow and retire and then glanced round to Belin for a hint as to
what I should do. I could not see him, and not knowing whether to
leave the cabinet or not, I remained standing irresolutely where I
was, and thus was a witness to the little passage described above. As
Henry refused Biron's request he, however, at the same time linked his
arm in that of the Marshal, and stepped towards the door of the
cabinet. Sully followed immediately behind, and I brought up the rear.
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