"When the Marquis saw the castle he groaned, for he supposed that this
was the place in which he was to be confined; and the Marchioness broke
out afresh in crying and lamenting herself; but Henri said not one
word. The carriage took the road straight to the castle, and the guard
kept close, as if they were afraid the Marquis should strive to get
away. They passed through the little village, and then saw the great
gate of the castle right before them higher up the hill. It was almost
dusk before the carriage stopped at the castle gate; and the guards
called to the porter (that is, the man who has the care of the gate) to
open the gate, and call the Governor of the castle. When the porter
opened the gate, the guard took the Marquis out of the carriage, and,
all gathering close round him, led him through the gates into the
outer court of the castle, which was surrounded by dark high buildings;
Henri and his mother following. From thence he went through another
gate, and up a number of stone steps, till they came to an immense
hall, so big that it looked like a large old church; from the roof of
this hall hung several lamps, which were burning, for it was now quite
dark. There the Governor of the castle, a respectable-looking old
officer, with a band of soldiers, met the Marquis, and received him
into his charge. He spoke civilly to the Marquis, and kindly to Henri
and his mother.
"'Do not afflict yourself, madam,' he said: 'I am the King's servant,
and must obey the King's orders; but if I find that you and the Marquis
are patient under your punishment, I shall make you as comfortable as
my duty to the King will allow.'
"To this kind speech the Marchioness only answered by breaking out like
a child, crying afresh; and the Marquis was so sullen that he would not
speak at all; but Henri, running up and kissing the hand of the old
gentleman, said:
"'Oh, sir, God will reward you for your kindness to my poor father and
mother: you must pardon them if they are not able to speak.'
"'You are a fine boy,' said the old gentleman; 'and it is a pity that
at your age you should share your parents' punishment, and be shut up
in this place.'
"'Where my father and mother are,' answered Henri, 'I shall be best
contented, sir; I do not wish to be parted from them.'
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