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The citizens who had continued to keep watch and ward, despite the cessation of hostilities that had taken place, persevered in requiring that all who entered or quitted the capital should be provided with passports; a formality with which the arrogant Italian considered it unnecessary to comply; and, accordingly, when on one occasion he was about to proceed to his house in the faubourg attended by some of the gentlemen of his suite, he had no sooner reached the Porte de Bussy, where a shoemaker named Picard was on guard, than this man compelled his carriage to stop, and demanded his passport.

The oldest and most glorious warriors of France, La Tremoille, Marshal de Chabannes, Marshal de Foix, the grand equerry San Severino, the Duke of Suffolk, Francis of Lorraine, Chaumont, Bussy d'Amboise, and Francis de Duras fell, here and there, mortally wounded.

Bussy shuddered, for it was not the voice of St. Luc. "St. Luc!" cried he again, "come to me! Diana is safe! I have killed Monsoreau!" "Ah! Monsoreau is killed?" said the same voice. "Yes." Then Bussy saw two men come out from behind the trees. "Gentlemen," cried he, "in heaven's name, help an unfortunate nobleman, who may still escape if you aid him." "What do you say, monseigneur?" said one.

I hope you will not be offended at my offering you my assistance upon this occasion; because, I presume, that as yet, you are not much used to write to ladies. 'A propos' of letter-writing, the best models that you can form yourself upon are, Cicero, Cardinal d'Ossat, Madame Sevigne, and Comte Bussy Rebutin.

'Read the letter, mademoiselle; it is better to know what to expect. I opened and read." Diana, at this moment, rose, opened a desk, and from a portfolio drew out the letter. Bussy glanced at the address and read, "To the beautiful Diana de Meridor." Then looking at Diana, he said "It is the Duc d'Anjou's writing." "Ah!" replied she, with a sigh, "then he did not deceive me."

Bussy frankly said, "It must be admitted that having proved the merit of Theophrastus by his translation, he has obscured the fame of that writer by what he has done next, for he has penetrated, in his own portraits, deeper into the heart of man than Theophrastus did, and has penetrated with even greater delicacy and by means of more exquisite language."

"Certainly; that was all I spoke to him for." "And what did he say?" "He courteously confessed that he was your purveyor." "Of game?" "No; of women." "What do you mean, Bussy?" cried the duke angrily.

The Marquis de Bussy, a brave and capable soldier who had been a second to Dupleix, and was wholly in accord with his policy and ambitions, remained in the Deccan, a large region in the southern central part of the peninsula, over which Dupleix had once ruled. In 1756, troubles arose between the English and the native prince in Bengal.

"Your highness knows I am at your orders." "Ah! Bussy, a traitor! Bussy, the honest man Bussy, who does not wish me to be King of France;" and the duke, smiling with an infernal joy, dismissed Aurilly. The duke kept Bussy near him all day, so as not to lose sight of his movements. Bussy did not care, so that he had his evenings free.

Now I am no longer jealous of the bear, I will be civil to him." At this moment some one knocked at the door. "Who is there?" cried Bussy. "Monsieur," replied a page, "there is a gentleman below who wishes to speak to you." "To speak to me so early; who is it?" "A tall gentleman, dressed in green velvet." "Can it be Schomberg?" "He said a tall man."