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"Well?" asked he. "We are victors," said Antragues, in a low tone, not to offend Quelus. "Thanks," said Ribeirac; "now go." And he fainted again. Antragues picked up his own sword, which he had dropped, then that of Quelus, which he presented to him. A tear shone in the eyes of the dying man. "We might have been friends," he murmured. "Now fly," said Chicot; "you are worthy of being saved."
"But he has no dagger, M. Antragues," cried Chicot, who had just arrived. "So much the worse for him; it is not my fault," said Antragues. The place where this terrible combat was to take place was sequestered and shaded by trees. It was generally frequented only by children, who came to play there during the day, or by drunkards or robbers, who made a sleeping-place of it by night.
"One could see well from there, and I am sure poor Diana will be more than once at the window," said Antragues. "I think she must be there already," said Ribeirac, "for the window is open." "True, but what can be the meaning of that ladder before it?" "It is odd." "We are not the only ones to wonder," said Livarot, "see those peasants, who are stopping their carts to look."
Meanwhile, Antragues went into the adjoining room; there also blood was everywhere, and this blood led to the window. He leaned out and looked into the little garden. The iron spikes still held the livid corpse of the unhappy Bussy. At this sight, it was not a cry, but a yell, that Antragues uttered. Livarot ran to see what it was, and Ribeirac followed. "Look!" said Antragues, "Bussy dead!
He was reduced to conversation, and the company of his ordinary friends. Antragues, always laughing and talking, was a great amusement. "We have a frightful chief huntsman," said he to Bussy, "do you not think so?" "I find him horrible; what a family it must be if his children are like him. Do you know his wife?" "He is not married." "How do you know?"
"Well, then, take care of your hands!" Scarcely had he spoken when another cavalier appeared, riding furiously also, and who cried out as he approached: "Antragues, what are you doing among all these bourgeois?" "Livarot!" cried Antragues. "Mon Dieu, you are welcome; Montjoie and St. Denis, to the rescue!" "I heard four hours ago that you were before me, and I have been trying to catch you.
The silence and terror of death reigned everywhere. Antragues rose, covered with blood, but it was that of his enemy. D'Epernon made the sign of the cross, and fled as if he were pursued by demons. Chicot ran and raised Quelus, whose blood was pouring out from nineteen wounds. The movement roused him, and he opened his eyes.
The streets were dry, and the air delightful. Before leaving the house, the young men had sent to the Hotel d'Anjou to inquire for Bussy, and had received a reply that he had gone out the evening before and had not yet returned. "Oh!" said Antragues, "I know where he is; the king ordered a grand chase at Compiegne, and M. de Monsoreau was to set off yesterday.
Antragues comprehended his danger; he had not the least wound, but he began to feel tired, so he pushed aside Quelus' sword and jumped over a barrier; but at the same moment, Maugiron attacked him behind; Antragues turned, and Quelus profited by this movement to get under the barrier. "He is lost!" thought Chicot. "Vive le roi!" cried D'Epernon. "Silence, if you please, monsieur," said Antragues.
"Oh, Chicot!" cried the king, "you have woke me from one of the sweetest dreams I ever had in my life." "What was it, my son?" "I dreamed that Quelus had run Antragues through the body, and was swimming in the blood of his adversary. Let us go and pray that my dream may be realized. Call, Chicot, call." "What do you want?" "My hair-cloth and my scourge." "Would you not prefer a good breakfast?"
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