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"I cannot tell it you, monsieur," said Aramis, "I need only mention that I have matters of such importance to communicate to the governor, that I can only rely beforehand upon one thing, that M. de Baisemeaux will be delighted to see me; nay, more than that, when you have told him that it is the person whom he expected on the first of June, I am convinced he will hasten here himself."
In a few minutes they were in the governor's dining-room, and the first face which attracted D'Artagnan's observation was that of Aramis, who was seated side by side with Baisemeaux, awaiting the announcement of a meal whose odor impregnated the whole apartment.
"Well," said he, "let the messenger enter." The messenger entered, saluted, and handed in the report. Baisemeaux ran his eye over it, and raising his head, said in surprise, "No. 12 is ill!" "How was it, then," said Aramis, carelessly, "that you told me everybody was well in your hotel, M. de Baisemeaux?" And he emptied his glass without removing his eyes from Baisemeaux.
"But does not the resemblance you were speaking about just now strike the turnkeys?" "My dear M. d'Herblay, it is only for men attached to the court, as you are, to take trouble about such matters." "You're right, you're right, my dear M. Baisemeaux. Let me give you another taste of this Volnay." "Not a taste merely, a full glass; fill yours too." "Nay, nay!
The Second Floor of la Bertaudiere On the second flight of stairs, whether from fatigue or emotion, the breathing of the visitor began to fail him, and he leaned against the wall. "Will you begin with this one?" said Baisemeaux; "for since we are going to both, it matters very little whether we ascend from the second to the third story, or descend from the third to the second."
"Not over well." "The deuce!" "M. de Mazarin was not hard enough." "Yes, I see; you require a government full of suspicion like that of the old cardinal, for instance." "Yes; matters went on better under him. The brother of his 'gray eminence' made his fortune here." "Believe me, my dear governor," said Aramis, drawing closer to Baisemeaux, "a young king is well worth an old cardinal.
"And here is the money," returned Baisemeaux, with a threefold sigh. "The order instructed me only to give a receipt; it said nothing about receiving the money," rejoined Aramis. "Adieu, monsieur le governeur!" And he departed, leaving Baisemeaux almost more than stifled with joy and surprise at this regal present so liberally bestowed by the confessor extraordinary to the Bastile.
And Aramis left, carrying with him the governor's best wishes. The Two Friends At the very time M. de Baisemeaux was showing Aramis the prisoners in the Bastile, a carriage drew up at Madame de Belliere's door, and, at that still early hour, a young woman alighted, her head muffled in a silk hood.
"No, you don't understand me, my dear M. Baisemeaux; you don't understand me. I do not at all mean to speak of society in general, but of a particular society of the society, in a word to which you are affiliated." Baisemeaux nearly dropped the glass of muscat which he was in the act of raising to his lips. "Affiliated," cried he, "affiliated!"
"Take care," said Aramis, "take care!" "Of what? dear M. d'Herblay," said Baisemeaux, half intoxicated. "The letter which the courier brings to the governor of a fortress is sometimes an order." "Nearly always." "Do not orders issue from the ministers?" "Yes, undoubtedly; but " "And what to these ministers do but countersign the signature of the king?" "Perhaps you are right.
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