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Updated: June 23, 2025
"How does your chess go on, Chicot?" said D'Epernon. "I believe I shall save the king, but it is not without trouble. Come, M. Aurilly, give me your poniard in return for the lute; a fair exchange." The astonished musician obeyed. "There is one rat in the trap," said Quelus, who returned to his post in the antechamber, only exchanging his cup and ball for Schomberg's shooting tube.
He began to suspect some secret under all this mystery. One day he remained a little behind with Remy, and renewed his attempts at seduction, which Remy repulsed as usual. "But," said Aurilly, "some day or other I must see your mistress." "Doubtless," said Remy; "but that will be when she likes, and not when you like." "But if I employ force."
It is not I who am in love with her, it is monseigneur; and provided that you do not seek to escape or fly " "Do we appear to wish to do so?" "No." "And she so little desires to do so, that were you not here we should continue our way to Chateau-Thierry; if the duke wishes to see us, we wish also to see him." "That is capital," said Aurilly.
"Well! he has never been seen to come out." "From the Louvre?" "No." "Where is Aurilly?" "Disappeared." "But his people?" "Disappeared." "You are joking, are you not, M. Chicot?" "Ask!" "Whom?" "The king." "I cannot question his majesty." "Oh! yes, if you go about it in the right way." "Well," said the count. "I cannot remain in this uncertainty."
But Remy stepped back, and a look of horror was painted for an instant on his face. "You do not reply; one would say you were afraid of me," said Aurilly, with his most smiling face. "Monsieur," replied Remy, "pardon a poor old man, whom his misfortunes and his wounds have rendered timid and suspicious."
After a few minutes he remounted and looked in again, but Aurilly called out, "Quick! quick! monseigneur, come down; I hear steps." The duke came down, but slowly. "It was time," said Aurilly. "Whence comes the sound?" "From there," said Aurilly, pointing to a dark street. "But the sound has ceased; it must have been some spy watching us." "Remove the ladder."
The eyes of these two people met with a look so terrible, that no one could have said which looked most pale and menacing. Aurilly let the mask and his dagger fall, and clasping his hands, cried, "Heavens and earth! Madame de Monsoreau!" "It is a name which you shall repeat no more," cried Remy, seizing him by the girdle and dragging him from his horse.
The next day, Aurilly, who seemed to doubt her story, spoke of Anjou, of Beauge, and Meridor. Gertrude declared these names to be perfectly unknown to her. Then he avowed that he came from the Duc d'Anjou, who had seen and fallen in love with me; then came magnificent offers for both of us, for her, if she would introduce the prince into my house, and for me, if I would receive him.
"Aurilly!" cried the duke, in a tone full of grief and rage, "do you not see that I am a prisoner?" "A prisoner! to whom?" "To my brother; you might know that by my jailers." "Oh! if I had but guessed it." "You would have brought your lute to amuse his highness," said a mocking voice behind them, "but I thought of it, and sent for it; here it is."
Ah! I did not know it was you they were waiting for, or else " "Well?" "Had you this new page with you?" asked the prince, without finishing his sentence. "No, I was alone, and you?" "I had Aurilly with me; and why were you alone?" "Because I wish to preserve my name of the brave Bussy." "And they wounded you?"
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