Adventure stories; France -- History -- Henry IV, 1589-1610 -- Fiction
It was a ten days' wonder; then other things happened, and perhaps not
one in ten thousand remembered, in the saintly _pere_ Ange, the once
fiery prince of the house of Joyeuse.
I have mentioned this because of his reproof to me. Day by day my
education was progressing, and I began to recognise that my virtue was
pitiless, that I was too ready to judge harshly of others. _Pere_
Ange's reproof was a lesson I meant to profit by; and now--to the
abode of Maitre Pantin.
Palin's directions were clear, and after crossing the Pont St. Michel,
a wooden bridge, we kept to the south of Ste. Chapelle, and then,
after many a twist and turn, found ourselves in the Rue des Deux
Mondes, before the doors of Pantin's house.
The master himself answered my knock and stood in the doorway, a
small, wizened figure, looking at us cautiously from grey eyes,
shadowed by bushy white brows.
'Good-day, monsieur--what is it I can do for you?'
'You are Maitre Pantin?'
'At your service.'
'And I am the Chevalier d'Auriac. I have come to Paris from Bidache on
business, and need a lodging. Maitre Palin has recommended me to you.'
'Enough, monsieur le chevalier. My friend Palin's name is sufficient,
and I have need of clients, for the house is empty. If Monsieur's
servant will lead the horses through that lane there, he will find an
entrance to the stables--and will Monsieur step in and take a seat
while I summon my wife--Annette! Annette!'
I limped in and sat down, escorted by expressions of compassion from
Pantin, who mingled these with shouts for Annette. In a little time
Madame Pantin appeared, and never have I seen so great a resemblance
between husband and wife as between these two. There was the same
small, shrivelled figure, the same clear-cut features, the same white
eyebrows standing prominently out over the same grey eyes--their
height, walk, and tone of voice even, was almost the same. Madame,
however, had an eye to business, which her husband, although I
understood him to be a notary, had not discovered to me, and whilst he
went off to see, as he said, to the arrangements for the horses,
Madame Annette struck a bargain with me for my lodging, which I closed
with at once, as I was in sufficient funds to be a little extravagant.
This matter being arranged by my instant agreement to her terms, she
showed me to my rooms, which were on the second floor, and commanded a
good view of the river face; and, pocketing a week's rental in
advance, the old lady retired, after recommending me to an ordinary
where the food was excellent and the Frontignac old.
I spent the remainder of the day doing nothing, going forth but to sup
quietly at the Two Ecus, which I found fully upheld the good name
Madame Pantin had given it, and returning early to my rooms.
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