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"It must be the case since your majesty says so; but in what respect, may I ask?" "Why, with regard to what occurred in the Bois-Rochin." "Ah! ah!" "Certainly. You pretended to have seen the tracks of two horses, to have detected the footprints of two men; and have described the particulars of an engagement, which you assert took place. Nothing of the sort occurred; pure illusion on your part."
"Sire, your majesty told me that there was a horse lying dead in the cross-road of the Bois-Rochin, and I began, therefore, by studying the roads. I say the roads, because the center of the cross-road is reached by four separate roads. The one that I myself took was the only one that presented any fresh traces.
He fired upon the brute and missed his aim, and then it dashed upon him." "And the horse was killed." "Ah! your majesty knows that, then." "I have been told that a horse has been found lying dead in the cross-roads of the Bois-Rochin, and I presume it was De Guiche's horse." "Perfectly true, sire, it was his." "Well, so much for the horse, and now for De Guiche?"
"You will mount your horse." "Yes, sire." "And you will proceed to the Rond-point du Bois-Rochin. Do you know the spot?" "Yes, sire. I have fought there twice." "What!" exclaimed the king, amazed at the reply. "Under the edicts, sire, of Cardinal Richelieu," returned D'Artagnan, with his usual impassability. "That is very different, monsieur.
"I believe, sire, the place is called the Rond-point du Bois-Rochin." "Oh! the rendezvous of the hunt." "The very spot, sire." "Good; give me all the details you are acquainted with, respecting this unhappy affair, Monsieur de Manicamp." "Perhaps your majesty has already been informed of them, and I fear to fatigue you with useless repetition." "No, do not be afraid of that."
"You have seen the king?" "Yes, Madame." "What did you say to him?" "I told him how M. de Guiche went to the chase, and how a wild boar rushed forth out of the Bois-Rochin; how M. de Guiche fired at it, and how, in fact, the furious brute dashed at De Guiche, killed his horse, and grievously wounded himself." "And the king believed that?" "Implicitly."
Saint-Aignan, I do not understand a syllable of what you have been telling me. Where did this affair happen?" "At the Rond-point, in that part of the forest called the Bois-Rochin." "That will do. Call M. d'Artagnan." Saint-Aignan obeyed, and the musketeer entered. "Monsieur d'Artagnan," said the king, "you will leave this place by the little door of the private staircase." "Yes, sire."
D'Artagnan understood the look at once, and not wishing to remain beneath the weight of such an accusation, advanced a step forward, and said: "Sire, your majesty commanded me to go and explore the place where the cross-roads meet in the Bois-Rochin, and to report to you, according to my own ideas, what had taken place there. I submitted my observations to you, but without denouncing any one.
"In quite a different light from that in which I saw it half an hour ago." "And to what, then, do you attribute this difference in your opinion?" "Oh! a very simple thing, sire; half an hour ago I returned from Bois-Rochin, where I had nothing to light me but a stupid stable lantern " "While now?"
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