France -- History -- Henry II, 1547-1559 -- Fiction; Montgomery, Gabriel, comte de, 1530-1574 -- Fiction
He had taken advantage of the king's backward movement to walk boldly
into the cabinet, where Diane de Poitiers, pale as death, and half
reclining upon her couch of carved oak, watched the actions and words of
the audacious young man, without power to speak a word, so great was her
anger and surprise.
Coligny had entered also upon the heels of his impetuous friend, and
Montmorency, as much stupefied as the others, had followed his example.
There was a moment of silence. Henri turned to his mistress with an
inquiring look; but before he had resolved upon any course for himself
or she had had time to suggest one to him, Gabriel, who knew well that
at that moment he held a very advantageous position, said again to
Coligny with an imploring and at the same time dignified accent,--
"I beseech you to speak, Monsieur l'Amiral!" Montmorency quickly shook
his head at his nephew, but brave Gaspard took no note of it.
"Indeed I will speak," said he, "for both my duty and my promise require
me to do so.
"Sire," he resumed, addressing the king, "I here repeat to you, in
brief, and in presence of Monsieur le Vicomte d'Exmès, what I thought
it my duty to tell you in greater detail before his return. It is to
him, and to him alone, that we owe the prolonged defence of St. Quentin,
even beyond the time fixed by your Majesty."
The constable made a meaning movement. But Coligny, looking steadily at
him, nevertheless went calmly on,--
"Yes, Sire, three times and more Monsieur d'Exmès saved the town, and
had it not been for his courage and energy, France, beyond a doubt,
would not have been at this hour on the road to safety, in which we may
hope that she may henceforth be able to maintain herself."
"Come, come! you are too modest or too obliging, my nephew!" cried
Monsieur de Montmorency, utterly unable to restrain his impatience any
longer.
"No, Monsieur, I am just and truthful," said Coligny, "nothing more. I
contributed my own share and with all my strength to the defence of the
town which was intrusted to me. But Vicomte d'Exmès rekindled the
courage of the people, which I looked upon as already dead beyond
redemption; he succeeded in throwing into the town reinforcements which
I had no idea were in the neighborhood; last of all, he frustrated a
surprise attempted by the enemy, which I had not foreseen. I say nothing
of the way in which he bore himself in the mêlée; we all did our best.
But what he did with his own hand and brain, the enormous share of glory
that he won for himself on that occasion, may well lessen or even render
vain and illusory all of mine,--that I proclaim aloud."
Turning to Gabriel, the brave admiral added,--
"Is it thus that I ought to speak, my friend? Have I carried out my
agreement to your satisfaction? Are you content with me?"
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