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Updated: June 9, 2025
Don't you know that Vannes is in the diocese of Belle-Isle, or Belle-Isle in the diocese of Vannes? Belle-Isle belongs to M. Fouquet, and M. Fouquet nominated M. d'Herblay to that bishopric!" "I see, I see; you restore me to life again." "So much the better. Go and tell M. Fouquet very simply that you wish to speak to M. d'Herblay." "Of course, of course," exclaimed Baisemeaux, delightedly.
It was perfectly true, however, that Fouquet wrote and gave him an authority for the prisoner's release, and that the king wrote beneath it, "Seen and approved, Louis"; a piece of madness that Baisemeaux, incapable of putting two ideas together, acknowledged by giving himself a terrible blow on the forehead with his own fist.
"I will solicit the pardon of that poor boy," said Aramis. "And if you do not succeed," said Baisemeaux, "at least beg that he may be transferred to the ten-franc list, by which both he and I shall be gainers." "If the other prisoner calls out for his mother in a similar manner," said Aramis, "I prefer not to enter at all, but will take my measure from outside."
"I was looking to see whether any one could see or listen to us; it would be safer to confer more in private, if you would grant me such a favor." "Baisemeaux, you seem to forget we are acquaintances of five and thirty years' standing. Don't assume such sanctified airs; make yourself quite comfortable; I don't eat governors of the Bastile raw." "Heaven be praised!"
"And what did you say to him, M. de Baisemeaux?" "I told him," continued the governor, not perceiving his own thoughtlessness; "I told him that I fed my prisoners too well." "How many have you?" inquired Aramis, in an indifferent tone of voice. "Sixty." "Well, that is a tolerably round number." "In former times, my lord, there were, during certain years, as many as two hundred."
"Then I prevent you," said Aramis; whereupon the embarrassment of Baisemeaux became visibly greater. "I am putting you to inconvenience," he continued, fixing a keen glace upon the poor governor; "if I had known that, I should not have come." "How can your lordship imagine that you could ever inconvenience me?" "Confess you were going in search of money." "No," stammered out Baisemeaux, "no!
"What other?" "Marchiali." "I have got him here with me." "But that is not enough for me. I require a new order to take him back again." "Don't talk such nonsense, my dear Baisemeaux; you talk like a child! Where is the order you received respecting Marchiali?" Baisemeaux ran to his iron chest and took it out.
"No, no," exclaimed Aramis, eagerly, "higher, if you please; the one above is the more urgent." They continued their ascent. "Ask the jailer for the keys," whispered Aramis. Baisemeaux did so, took the keys, and, himself, opened the door of the third room.
"The truth is, my friend," said the Comte de la Fere, with a smile, "that you, Aramis, have been supping with a state criminal, and you, Monsieur de Baisemeaux, with your prisoner."
"And what did you say to him, M. de Baisemeaux?" "I told him," continued the governor, not perceiving his own thoughtlessness, "I told him that I fed my prisoners too well." "How many have you?" inquired Aramis, in an indifferent tone of voice. "Sixty." "Well, that is a tolerably round number." "In former times, my lord, there were, during certain years, as many as two hundred."
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