France -- History -- Louis XIV, 1643-1715 -- Fiction; Fronde -- Fiction
"In that case," said Canolles, "if he doesn't come, his lieutenant
will come in his place. He is himself undoubtedly at court, the
fountain-head of favors."
"But, baron," said one of the guests, "it doesn't seem to me that he
need be at court to secure promotion, for I know a certain commandant
who has no reason to complain. _Dame!_ captain, lieutenant-colonel, and
governor, all within three months! That's a very pretty little road to
travel, you must confess."
"And I do confess it," said Canolles, blushing, "and as I know not to
whom to attribute such a succession of favors, I must, in good sooth,
agree that there is some good genius in my household to bring me such
prosperity."
"We have no question as to Monsieur le Gouverneur's good genius," said
the lieutenant who received Canolles upon his arrival; "it is his
merit."
"I do not deny the merit, far from it," said another officer; "I am the
first to bear witness to it. But I will take the liberty of adding to
it the patronage of a certain lady, the cleverest, most generous, most
lovable of her sex,--after the queen, of course."
"No insinuations, count," rejoined Canolles, smiling at the last
speaker; "if you have any secrets of your own, keep them for your own
sake; if they concern your friends, keep them for your friends' sake."
"I confess," said an officer, "that when I heard a suggestion of delay,
I supposed that our forgiveness was to be sought in favor of some
gorgeous toilet. But I see that I was mistaken."
"Pray, do we dine without ladies?" asked another.
_"Dame!_ unless I invite Madame la Princesse and her suite," said
Canolles, "I hardly see whom we could have; besides, we must not
forget, messieurs, that our dinner-party is a serious function; if we
choose to talk business we shall bore nobody but ourselves."
"Well said, commandant, although the women do seem to be engaged in a
veritable crusade against our authority at this moment; witness what
Monsieur le Cardinal said in my presence to Don Luis de Haro."
"What did he say?" Canolles asked.
"'You are very fortunate! Spanish women think of nothing but money,
flirting, and lovers, while the women of France refuse to take a lover
now until they have sounded him on political questions; so that,' he
added, despairingly, 'lovers pass their time discussing affairs of
State.'"
"For that reason," said Canolles, "the present war is called the 'war
of women;' a very flattering title for us."
At that moment, just as the half-hour's reprieve expired, the door
opened, and a servant announced that Monsieur le Gouverneur was served.
Canolles requested his guests to follow him; but as the procession was
about to start, another announcement was heard in the reception-room.
"Monsieur le Gouverneur de Vayres!"
"Ah!" said Canolles; "it's very kind of him."
He stepped forward to meet the colleague in whom he expected to find a
stranger, but started back in amazement.
"Richon!" he cried; "Richon, governor of Vayres!"
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