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"Well, then," said Brigaud, drawing a paper from his pocket and presenting it to the chevalier, "read, and glorify the name of the Lord, for you have your wish." D'Harmental took the paper, unfolded it as calmly as if it were a matter of no moment, and read as follows: "Report of the 27th of March. "Two in the Morning.
"Yes," said the Abbe Brigaud, taking upon himself to answer, for fear that D'Harmental might not be able to resist answering by some joke. "And monsieur is right," replied Madame Denis; "for, with his talents and appearance, there is no saying to what he may attain." "Ah! but, Madame Denis," said the Abbe Brigaud, "if you spoil him thus I shall not bring him to you again.
D'Harmental wished to refuse them, for it seemed as if he would be no longer acting according to conscience and devotion; but Brigaud explained to him that in such an enterprise there are susceptibilities to conquer, and accomplices to pay; and that besides, if the affair succeeded, he would have to set out instantly for Spain, and perhaps make his way by force of gold.
"Oh, if your eminence had him made on purpose he could not do better," said Brigaud. "A true machine, who will write everything and see nothing." "But as a still greater precaution," said the prince, "we might put the most important papers into Spanish." "Then, prince," said Brigaud, "I will send him to you." "No, no," said Cellamare; "he must not set his foot within the Spanish embassy.
He joined the Abbe Brigaud and D'Harmental, who were already on the landing. "Well, well," said the abbe, lifting his hand quickly to his waistcoat pocket, "what are you doing there?" "Oh, I was only looking if there was not a crown in your pocket for your friend Boniface." "Here." said the abbe, "here is one, and now leave us alone."
And the chevalier closed his window, sending the young girl a last salute which was very like a kiss; then he opened to the Abbe Brigaud, who, beginning to be impatient, had knocked a second time. "Well," said the abbe, on whose face it was impossible to see the smallest change, "what has happened, then, my dear pupil, that you are shut in thus by bolts and bars?
Brigaud was relating to Madame Denis what had happened. Valef had made his way to the Faubourg Saint Antoine, and given warning to Madame de Maine of the failure of the expedition. Madame de Maine had immediately freed the conspirators from their oaths, advised Malezieux and Brigaud to save themselves, and retired to the Arsenal.
"Papa Brigaud," said Boniface, in the effusion of his gratitude, "you have the heart of a cardinal, and if the king only makes you an archbishop, on my honor you will be robbed of half. Adieu, Monsieur Raoul," continued he, addressing the chevalier as familiarly as if he had known him for years.
As the three individuals who had appointed a meeting at D'Harmental's were all assembled, Brigaud, who, with his ear always on the qui-vive had heard the sound first, put his finger to his mouth, to impose silence on the disputants.
The sound of his door opening called him out of his ecstasy: it was the pâté and the wine from Abbe Brigaud making their solemn entry into the chevalier's garret. The sight of these provisions recalled to his mind that he had now something better to do than to abandon himself to contemplation, and that he had given Captain Roquefinette a rendezvous on the most important business.
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