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Updated: June 17, 2025
"And as for me," said Le Brusquet, "I will wish you good fortune here, and a safe return, and the sword you lent me is in secure keeping." And so we rode out in the grey darkness of the morning through the solitary streets, where there was never a sign of life except an occasional dog, which homeless and friendless stared wistfully after us as we went past.
It is there the Vidame must go for safety with this mob at his heels. Hark! Hear them!" And shrill and high we heard the cries, "Assassin! Assassin! Tue! Tue!" Le Brusquet chuckled. "It was a happy thought to set the mob on him, and a happier thought still to pass my day at the gate." Still I made no answer, but ran on with my teeth set.
What say you? The Roman went back to his plough; Besmé will return to his pears." The ape simply blinked at him from his seat on the table, and, carrying out his humour, Le Brusquet continued: "You do not approve eh? What, then, is left for me?"
"We have almost an hour and a half still," said Le Brusquet, "and if it were not safer for you to be indoors as much as possible I would suggest spending a half-hour at the Bourgogne." "I think it would be better to stay here; but tell me, do you know anything definite about this design of the Duchess?" "No. All that I know is that there is something afoot.
When he had gone a babel of tongues broke forth, and there were loud and angry cries for Le Brusquet, whose "fool's prank," as they called it, had caused this storm. Le Brusquet, however, was not to be seen. He had stolen in, thrown his apple of discord, and stolen forth again like a ghost.
He tells a story of Strozzi himself, from which it appears that his jests lay a good deal in the line of the cuisine. He caused a mule to be stolen from one Brusquet, on whom he wished to play a trick, and served up the flesh of that unclean animal so well disguised, that it passed with Brusquet for venison.
The valise I had packed contained the requisites for a journey, and having changed my attire I decided to take such rest as I could get in a chair until it was time to start. I seemed to have barely closed my eyes when I was awakened again by the touch of a hand on my shoulder. It was Le Brusquet. "Eh bien," he said, "but you sleep like an honest man! It has gone three.
Without a word I took a sword from the wall and handed it to Le Brusquet, who received it with a bow, and then, turning to the Duke, I offered to accompany them to the end of the street, which was an evil place even by day.
Diane removed the hood, and handed the soft silken folds to Le Brusquet. "Messieurs," she said, her eyes shining brightly behind the mask she still wore, "it seems that you are hiding something from me. What is it?" "You will know in a few minutes, mademoiselle," said De Lorgnac, "for the Queen herself will tell you."
Not a soul will know; and if there is any trouble say that Le Brusquet played an evil turn on you, and told you you were summoned by the Queen. I will not deny it; and it will still Madame de Montal's tongue. Come, De Lorges, persuade her." "It would be a rare jest, mademoiselle!" And, trembling with eagerness, De Lorges made a step forward. She stood wavering.
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