Traitor and True: A RomanceBloundelle-Burton, John
History
Traitor and True: A Romance
Bloundelle-Burton, John
France -- History -- Louis XIV, 1643-1715 -- Fiction
"When the emissary, then, comes to meet her. That other whom we shall
see to-night."
"Again I say he is harmless, since he knows nothing. Now, come. Let us
to the 'emissary's'. The Chief will be there as soon as may be. We
must not be later than he."
Whereon Fleur de Mai once more crooked a ringer at the drawer lurking
by the window and keeping an eye on those who had been consuming his
master's wine--he being accustomed to trust no one whom he did not
know to be an honest bourgeois of the vicinity; and, at the same time,
each man reached down his hat and sword and buckled the latter around
his waist.
Then, the reckoning paid, the three went forth into the narrow street
and directed their steps towards the Rue Picpus which was not so very
far off. For it was in that street that there dwelt the man who had,
but a few moments before, been spoken of as Van den Enden and the
"emissary." A man who was as much concerned in that Great Venture,
that Great Attempt referred to, as was either Le Capitaine La
Truaumont or the other man termed the Chief.
CHAPTER II
He--Affinius Van den Enden--who spoke and knew eight languages and had
invented a new system of shorthand, who was a physician and was called
a thief by many; who was a Dutch Jew and proclaimed himself an atheist
and an unbeliever in the Christian religion, and had made an atheist
of Spinoza amongst others; who lived well on other people's
weaknesses, and, eventually, was hanged in Paris over the Quillebeuf
affair, kept at this time a bagnio in the Rue Picpus which he called a
_pension_ and styled "L'Hôtel des Muses." And a pension it was in some
ways, though a strange one. In it one might take warm baths, or cold
either, if anybody could be found in Paris disposed towards the
latter; and one could lodge and board there at a more or less fancy
price, while ailing persons could go into retreat in the Dutchman's
house until they were over their maladies. Here, too, _sub rosa_, one
could purchase diamonds and other jewels--always unset!--at a
remarkably cheap price on condition that no questions were asked, and,
for the matter of that, sell them without inconvenient questioning. It
was likewise possible to buy gold dust, ambergris, elephants' teeth,
_Fazzoletti di Napoli_, pills, chocolate and Hogoo (snuff) here;
while, also, conspirators, gamblers and private drinkers could have
rooms in which to meet in this delectable _pension_. Finally, to add
to its charms, one might at night play basset and ombre with some of
the most accomplished _escrocs_ in Paris.
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