Adventure stories; France -- History -- Henry IV, 1589-1610 -- Fiction
'You are in ample time for what we want, Pantin,' I said, 'though
there is no time to waste. I am leaving Paris to-night, and will not
return to the Rue des Deux Mondes, but start from here. My business
concerns the safety and honour of Madame de la Bidache, and when I say
that I know I can rely on you. Is it not so?'
'It is, monsieur.'
'Well, then, should anyone ask for me, say I have gone you know not
where. You do not know, as a matter of fact. If Jacques, my servant,
returns, bid him go straight to M. le Compte. He will get orders from
him.'
'I understand perfectly, monsieur.'
'There is yet another thing. Hasten to Maitre Palin and bid him await
me now outside the Porte St. Denis with two spare horses; he will
understand what I mean. And now, my friend, adieu. This will pay what
I owe you,' and I thrust a half-dozen pistoles into his hand.
But he resolutely refused. 'No, no, monsieur le chevalier.'
'But dame Annette?' interposed Belin.
'Um!' said the notary, scratching his chin, 'that is another matter. I
had for the moment forgotten I was a married man. Very well, monsieur,
I will take the money--not that I need it, but for the sake of peace;
and now there is little time to lose. I go to do all you have asked me
to, and rest assured, messieurs, it will be faithfully done.'
'I have no doubt of that, Pantin.'
'We had better make a start, too,' I said, and Belin shouted for the
horses. We stayed for a moment or so after the notary's departure,
during which time Belin urged me to take Vallon and a couple of men
with me to my tryst, but, fearing no complications, I refused, saying
that this was a matter that were best done with one hand. Belin would
have come himself but that, his friendship with me being known, it was
necessary for him to avoid all suspicion of his being in the affair.
'I shall go to the Louvre,' he said, 'and engage d'Ayen at play.
Pimental and others will be there, and, if I mistake not M. le Baron
will have a sore head for his wedding,' and he chuckled here.
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