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"Oh!" said Montalais, "Monsieur Malicorne is so robust that a night passed in the open air with the beautiful stars above him will not do him any harm, and it will be a just punishment for the trick he has played me." "Be it so, then; let Malicorne arrange matters with you in the best way he can; I pass over," said Manicamp.
He asked himself, too, how it was that Manicamp, who, in his opinion, must be a man to be looked upon with veneration by everybody, having wished to bait his horse at the Beau Paon, on arriving there, both horse and rider had been incontinently turned away with a nescio vos of the most positive character.
Manicamp passed his arm under one of the count's shoulders, and De Wardes did the same with the other, and in this way they brought him back to Fontainebleau, to the house of the same doctor who had been present at the death of the Franciscan, Aramis's predecessor.
"And I am free?" The king smiled and held out his hand to Manicamp, which he took and kissed respectfully. "And then," added the king, "you relate stories so charmingly." "I, sire!" "You told me in the most admirable manner the particulars of the accident which happened to Guiche.
"That Manicamp has credit with no one but yourself, monsieur le comte!" "He will not be at Le Havre, then?" Whereupon Malicorne made another movement. "But every one will be there." "I trust, monsieur le comte, that he will not neglect so excellent an opportunity." "He should be at Paris by this time." "He will take the direct road perhaps to make up for lost time." "Where is he now?"
"Sire," said D'Artagnan, "your majesty mistakes the way." "No; I am going to the stables." "That is useless, sire, for I have horses ready for your majesty." The king's only answer was a look, but this look promised more than the ambition of three D'Artagnans could have dared to hope. Although they had not been summoned, Manicamp and Malicorne had followed the king and D'Artagnan.
At the noise made by Buckingham, Manicamp, who was indolently reclining upon the cushions at the doorway of one of the tents, rose with his usual indifference, and, perceiving that the disturbance continued, made his appearance from underneath the curtains. "What is the matter?" he said, in a gentle tone of voice, "and who is making this disturbance?"
My position is very insecure, and some accident will be certain to befall me, if I attempt unaided to reach the other side of the wall; it does not matter if Manicamp tears his clothes, for he can make use of M. de Guiche's wardrobe; but I shall not be able to use even those belonging to M. Manicamp, for they will be torn."
"Nothing, except to look about and make his report." "A sort of interior police?" "Exactly." "Ah, how excellently that will suit Malicorne," Manicamp ventured to say. "You know the person we are speaking of, M. Manicamp?" inquired the prince. "Intimately, monseigneur. He is a friend of mine." "And your opinion is?"
"It would seem, monsieur, that, if I happened to be a man, you would challenge me, notwithstanding his majesty's edicts, as Monsieur de Guiche challenged M. de Wardes; and that, too, on account of the virtue of Mademoiselle de la Valliere." "Of Mademoiselle de la Valliere!" exclaimed Manicamp, starting backwards, as if that was the very last name he expected to hear pronounced.
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