The Tales of the Heptameron, Vol. 5 (of 5)Marguerite, Queen, consort of Henry II, King of Navarre
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The Tales of the Heptameron, Vol. 5 (of 5)
Marguerite, Queen, consort of Henry II, King of Navarre
Love stories, French -- Translations into English; Tales -- France -- Translations into English
“Of such times as those,” said the Prince, “I do not speak, for I can go
as well as he, and see all what you are doing. But I have been told that
he goes after you are in bed, and this I look upon as so extraordinary
that, if you should continue in this mode of life without declaring him
to be your husband, you will be disgraced more than any woman that ever
lived.”
She swore to him with all the oaths she could utter that the other was
neither her husband nor her lover, but only as importunate a gentleman
as there well could be.
“Since he is troublesome to you,” said the Prince, “I promise you that I
will rid you of him.”
“What!” asked the lady. “Would you kill him?”
“No, no,” said the Prince, “but I will give him to understood that it
is not in such a place as this, not in such a house as the King’s, that
ladies are to be put to shame. And I swear to you by the faith of the
lover that I am, that if, after I have spoken with him, he does not
correct himself, I will correct him in such a manner as to make him a
warning to others.”
So saying he went away, and on leaving the room failed not to meet the
Lord des Cheriots on his way in. To him he spoke after the fashion that
you have heard, assuring him that the first time he was found there
after an hour at which gentlemen might reasonably visit the ladies, he
would give him such a fright as he would ever remember. And he added
that the lady was of too noble a house to be trifled with after such a
fashion.
The gentleman protested that he had never been in the room except in the
same manner as the rest, and, if the Prince should find him there, he
gave him full leave to do his worst.
One day afterwards, when the gentleman believed the Prince’s words
to have been forgotten, he went to see his lady in the evening, and
remained sufficiently late.
The Prince [that same evening] told his wife that Madame de Neufchastel
had a severe cold, upon hearing which the worthy lady begged that he
would visit her on behalf of them both, and make excuse for herself,
since she could not go by reason of a certain matter that she must needs
attend to in her room.
The Prince waited until the King was in bed, and then went to give
the lady good-evening, but as he was going up a stairway he met a
serving-man coming down, who, on being asked how his mistress did, swore
that she was in bed and asleep.
The Prince went down the stairway, but, suspecting that the servant
had lied, looked behind and saw him going back again with all speed.
He walked about the courtyard in front of the door to see whether the
servant would return. A quarter of an hour later he perceived him come
down again and look all about to see who was in the courtyard.
Forthwith the Prince was convinced that the Lord des Cheriots was in the
lady’s chamber, but through fear of himself durst not come down, and he
therefore again walked about for a long-while.
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