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"I don't know what you are saying, Monsieur Briquet," he replied; "on the contrary, I have been sent with a very important commission by Dom Modeste, who will himself assure you that such is the case, if there be any occasion for it." "Gently, gently, my little Saint Jerome; we take fire like a match, it seems."
"But how can you, who fear M. de Mayenne so much, be defended by the soldiers of M. de Guise?" "Because I am dead." "Again this joke!" "No; I have changed my name and position." "What are you, then?" "I am Robert Briquet, merchant and leaguer." "You a leaguer?" "A devoted one, so that I keep away from M. de Mayenne.
"Monsieur Briquet," said little Jacques, "one ought not to speak ill of the dead." "No; but confess one thing." "What?" "That Borromée did not make such good use of his sword as the man who killed him." "True." "And now that is all I had to say to you. Good-night, Jacques; we shall meet again soon, and if you like " "What, Monsieur Briquet?"
"Nevertheless," said Chicot, "the master ought to be at least half as good again as his pupil, and if Jacques were calmer, I am certain he would fence as well as you." "I do not think so," replied Borromée, biting his lips with anger. "Well! I am sure of it." "M. Briquet, who is so clever, had better try Jacques himself," replied Borromée, in a bitter tone. "Oh! I am old." "Yes, but learned."
One of the cavaliers, charmed at this, turned toward him and said, "Is it not shameful, monsieur, that they should close the gates in open day, as though the Spaniards or the English were besieging Paris?" Robert Briquet looked attentively at the speaker, who seemed to be about forty-five years of age, and the principal personage in the group.
"An attempt to rescue him," replied Briquet, "would have been very dangerous, because, whether it failed or succeeded, it would have been an avowal, on the duke's part, that he had conspired against the Duc d'Anjou." "M. de Guise would not, I am sure, have been restrained by such considerations; therefore, as he has not defended Salcede, it is certain that he is not one of his men."
"Eh! ventre de biche! you see very well that I do know it," exclaimed Chicot, feeling triumphant at having disentangled this secret, which was of such importance for him to learn, from the provoking intricacies in which it had been at first involved. "In that case," returned Jacques, "you see very well, Monsieur Briquet, that I am not guilty."
M. Robert Briquet has the right to be exacting." "Robert Briquet!" cried Poulain, doing as he was desired. "That is right; it seems you were taking measures in the road." "Yes; there is nothing surprising that you should be a surveyor, especially as you acted under the eyes of such great people." "Great people! I do not understand." "What! you did not know?" "What do you mean?"
Jacques Clement's eyes glistened at the words space and liberty. Robert Briquet told him that in the countries through which he had just been traveling, the art of fencing was held greatly in honor; he added, with an appearance of indifference, that he had even brought away with him several wonderful passes and thrusts. This was placing Jacques upon slippery ground.
"Oh! Monsieur Robert Briquet!" exclaimed the monk. "Myself, my little man. And where are you going like that, so late, darling child?" "To the priory, Monsieur Briquet." "Very good; but where do you come from?" "Of course, little libertine." The young man started.
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