France -- History -- Henry II, 1547-1559 -- Fiction; Montgomery, Gabriel, comte de, 1530-1574 -- Fiction
"'But henceforth we shall be bound together by fellowship in crime,
shall we not,' said the dauphin, 'and you will no longer be my friend
simply, but my accomplice?'
"'Oh, Monseigneur, perish the thought!' cried the crafty minister. 'You
ought not to compromise yourself by punishing the culprit any more than
by fighting him. Is it your pleasure that we refer the whole matter to
the king your father?'
"'No, no; let my father know nothing of all this,' said the dauphin,
quickly.'
"'But my duty,' said Monsieur de Montmorency, 'will compel me to inform
him, nevertheless, Monseigneur, if you persist in thinking that the time
for chivalrous deeds is to last forever. Come, let us not hasten the
affair, if you prefer not, and let us wait for time to ripen our
judgment. Only let us make sure of the count's person, as an essential
part of our final plans, whatever they may be; and then we will postpone
for a time any final conclusion on the subject.'
"'Very well,' said the dauphin, whose feeble will was quick to grasp at
this pretended adjournment of the painful subject. 'Monsieur de
Montgommery will thus have time to reconsider his first unreflecting
impulse, and I also may reflect at my leisure on what my conscience and
my dignity demand that I should do.'
"'Let us go back to the Louvre, then, Monseigneur,' said Monsieur de
Montmorency, 'and leave no doubt of our presence there. I will send him
back to you to-morrow, Madame,' he continued, turning to Madame de
Poitiers with a smile; 'for I can see that you love him with a real,
heartfelt passion.'
"'But is Monseigneur le Dauphin convinced of it?' said Diane; 'and have
I his forgiveness for this unfortunate meeting, so entirely unforeseen
by me?'
"'Yes, indeed you must love me,--in truth, with a mighty love, Diane,'
replied the dauphin, thoughtfully; 'and I am in too great need of
believing it to doubt it. And as the count very truly said, I felt too
keenly the pang which cut my heart when I fancied I had lost you, so
that your love is henceforth necessary to my existence; and when I loved
you once, it was for life.'
"'Ah, God grant that you speak the truth!' cried Diane, passionately,
covering with kisses the hand that the dauphin held out to her in token
of forgiveness.
"'And now let us be off without more delay,' said Monsieur de
Montmorency.
"'_Au revoir_, Diane.'
"'_Au revoir_, my dear Lord,' said the duchess, with a most captivating
accent upon the last words.
"She went with him to the door of the room. While the dauphin was
descending the stairs, Monsieur de Montmorency opened the door of the
oratory where Monsieur de Montgommery was still lying, guarded and
bound, and said to the leader of the men-at-arms,--
"'I will send hither at once one of my people, who will instruct you
what to do with your prisoner. Until then watch his every movement, and
don't lose sight of him for one moment. You shall answer to me, all of
you, with your lives.'
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