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In passing, Aurilly saw you and took you for the watch, and we, therefore, tried to hide ourselves in a doorway. And now you know what to believe and say; it is needless to add, that I do not wish to be followed," and he turned away. "Monseigneur," said Aurilly, "I am sure these men have bad intentions; it is near midnight, and this is a lonely quarter; let us return home, I beg."
Aurilly tried to pass, but Chicot, with his long legs blocked up the doorway. He was forced to touch him on the shoulder. "Ah, it is you, M. Aurilly." "What are you doing, M. Chicot?" "Playing chess, as you see." "All alone?" "Yes, I am studying; do you play?" "Very little."
"Well!" said Diana, on seeing Remy. "Well, madame, the duke has seen you." "And " "And he says he loves you." "Loves me! but you are mad, Remy." "No; I tell you that he that man that wretch, Aurilly, told me so." "But, then, he recognized me?" "If he had, do you think that Aurilly would have dared to present himself and talk to you of love in the prince's name? No, he did not recognize you."
It was necessary to be a prince, and sovereignly disdainful of vulgar scruples, to dare, in the presence of the sentinel, who walked up and down before the door, to accomplish an action so audaciously insulting to Du Bouchage. Aurilly felt this, and pointed out the sentinel, who, now observing, called out, "Qui vive!" Francois shrugged his shoulders and walked up to him.
Aurilly came, but stated he had been separated from the prince the evening before by a pressure of the crowd, and had come to the Hotel d'Anjou to wait for him, not knowing that his highness had intended to sleep at the Louvre. He added that he had just sent to the Louvre to inquire, and that a message had been returned that the duke was still asleep. "Asleep at eleven o'clock! not likely.
All these mysteries which have so annoyed Aurilly for eight days had not existed for the prince; they had not excited his curiosity or awakened his souvenirs, while for a week Aurilly has been seeking, imagining, suspecting. Your face will strike on a memory fully awakened, and he will know you at once."
Remy smiled, but did not reply. "If I wished ill to you or your mistress," continued Aurilly. "I have but to raise my hand." "Oh!" said Remy, "perhaps I was wrong, and you wish to do her good." "Certainly I do." "Explain to me then what you desire." "My friend, I will make your fortune at once, if you will serve me." "And if not?"
"That Monsoreau will trust to his strength, and that Bussy will escape him." "Reassure yourself, monseigneur." "Why?" "Is M. de Bussy irrevocably condemned?" "Yes, mordieu! A man who dictates to me who takes away from me her whom I was seeking for who is a sort of lion, of whom I am less the master than the keeper yes, Aurilly, he is condemned without mercy."
"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.
She called Remy, who jumped down, and began to tighten the girths. At this moment Aurilly approached Diana, and while she was occupied, cut the strings of silk which fastened her mask. Before she had divined the movement, or had time to put up her hand, Aurilly seized the mask and looked full at her.
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