Adventure stories; France -- History -- Henry IV, 1589-1610 -- Fiction
'Most of them do. And now, my good friend, let us dismiss Ravaillac
and tell me how you progress.'
For a moment it was in me to tell him all, to say that I had abandoned
a worthless cause, and that I could do no more as I was leaving France
at once. Mechanically I stretched out my hand towards the tags of
ribbon on the table, and my fingers closed over them. What was I to
say? I could not answer Palin. Through the now darkening room I could
see his earnest features turned towards me for reply, and behind it
there moved in the shadow the dim outline of a fair face set in a mass
of chestnut hair, and the violet light from its eyes seemed to burn
through my veins. My tongue was stilled, and I could say nothing. At
length he spoke again.
'Do I gather from your silence that you have failed?'
'No--not so--but little or nothing could be done, as the King has only
just come, and then----' I stopped.
'And then--what?'
'It seems that Madame has changed her mind.'
'I do not follow you. Do you know what you are saying?' His tone was
coldly stern.
My temper began to rise at this. I put down the ribbons and said:
'Yes, I think I do--or else why has Madame come to Paris, and what is
this story I hear about a Monsieur de Gomeron? If that is true it ends
the matter.'
I got up as I spoke, and began to pace the room in my excitement.
'Had I been twenty years younger. Monsieur d'Auriac, I would have
paraded you for what you have said; but my cloth and my age forbid it.
My age, not because it has weakened my arm, but because it has taught
me to think. My young friend, you are a fool.'
'I know I have been,' I said bitterly, 'but I shall be so no longer.'
'And, in saying so, confirm yourself in your folly. Are you so beside
yourself that you condemn unheard! Sit down, man, and hear what I have
to say. It will not keep you long. You can leave Paris five minutes
after, if you like.'
I came back to my seat, and Palin continued: 'You appear to be
offended at Madame de la Bidache's coming to Paris?'
'I am not offended--I have no right to be.'
'Well, it will interest you to hear that her coming to Paris was
forced. That practically we are prisoners.'
'You mean to say that he--the King--has gone as far as that!'
'I mean what I say--Madame cannot leave her hotel, except to go to the
Louvre, without his permission.'
'But this is infamous!'
'In an almost similar case this was what the daughter of de C[oe]uvres
said, and yet she died Duchesse de Beaufort. But are you satisfied
now?'
'I am,' I said in a low tone, and then, with an effort, 'but there is
still the other matter.'
'You are exacting--are you sure you have a right to ask that?'
Luckily, it was too dark for Palin to see my eyes turn to the tangle
of crushed ribbons on the table. How much did the Huguenot know? I
could not tell, and after all I had no right to ask the question I
had, and said so.
'I have no right, but, if it is true, it means that the affair is at
an end.'
'If it is true?'
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