France -- History -- Louis XIV, 1643-1715 -- Fiction; Fronde -- Fiction
Six officers of the army, six municipal councillors, and six sheriffs
were introduced, and took their seats upon the benches.
Two candelabra, each containing three candles, furnished light for the
deliberations of this improvised tribunal; they were placed upon a
table in front of Madame la Princesse, so that they shed a bright light
upon the principal group, while the other persons present were more
or less in shadow according as they were near to or at a distance from
this feeble centre of light.
The doors were guarded by soldiers of the army of Madame la Princesse,
halberd in hand. The roaring of the crowd could be heard without.
The clerk called the roll of the judges, and each one rose in turn and
answered to his name.
Thereupon the judge advocate opened the business upon which they were
called together; he detailed the capture of Vayres, Monsieur de La
Meilleraie's breach of his word, and the infamous death of Richon.
At that point an officer, who had been stationed at a window for that
express purpose, and had received his orders in advance, threw the
window open, and the voices of the people in the street rolled in in
waves: "Vengeance for Richon! Death to the Mazarinists!" Such was the
name bestowed upon the royalists.
"You hear," said Monsieur de La Rochefoucauld, "what the voice of the
people demands. Two hours hence, either the people will have cast our
authority to the winds and taken the law into their own hands, or
it will be too late for reprisals. Adjudge this matter, therefore,
messieurs, and that without further delay."
The princess rose.
"Why adjudge, I pray to know?" she cried. "What purpose is to be served
by a judgment? You have already heard the judgment pronounced by the
good people of Bordeaux."
"Indeed," said Madame de Tourville, "it would be impossible to conceive
a simpler situation. It's the law of retaliation pure and simple. Such
things as this should be done by inspiration, so to speak, between
provost and provost."
Lenet could listen to no more; from the place where he stood he rushed
into the midst of the circle.
"Oh! not a word more, madame, I beg you," he cried, "for such counsels,
were they to prevail, would be too horrible in their consequences. You
forget that the royal authorities themselves, although they chose to
inflict infamous punishment, nevertheless preserved the forms of law,
and that the punishment, whether just or unjust, was ratified by the
decree of a court-martial. Do you think that you have the right to do a
thing that the king dared not do?"
"Oh! nothing more is needed than for me to express an opinion, to have
Monsieur Lenet maintain the opposite!" exclaimed Madame de Tourville.
"Unfortunately, my opinion this time agrees with her Highness's."
"Unfortunately, indeed," said Lenet.
"Monsieur!" cried the princess.
"Ah! madame," continued Lenet, "preserve appearances at least. Will you
not still be at liberty to condemn?"
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