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Pleading a promise to his father to enter no city gate until on paternal soil, he declined the invitation and soon returned to the Netherlands, where his own household had suffered change. During his absence, the Countess of Charolais had died and been buried at Antwerp.
Louis himself marched southward to quell the Duc de Bourbon and his friends, and returning from that task, only half done for lack of time, he found that Charles of Charolais had passed by Paris, which was faithful to the King, and was coming down southwards, intending to join the Dukes of Berri and Brittany, who were on their way towards the capital.
He had an interview of two hours' duration in front of the St. Anthony gate, with the Count of St. Poi, a confidant of the Count of Charolais. On his return he found before the gate some burgesses waiting for news. "Well, my friends," said he, "the Burgundians will not give you so much trouble any more as they have given you in the past."
Louis was actually defeated by Charles of Charolais in the battle of Montlhéry; but he contrived so cleverly to break up the league, by promises to each member and by sowing dissension among them, that he ended by becoming more powerful than before. Charles the Bold. On the death of Philip the Good, in 1467, Charles the Bold succeeded to the duchy of Burgundy.
"By the Lord, we're done!" cried Charolais, starting back from the window. "That was the front-door bell." "No, it was only the hall clock," said Bernard. "That's seven o'clock! Oh, where can he be?" said Victoire, wringing her hands. "The coup was fixed for midnight.... Where can he be?" "They must be after him," said Charolais. "And he daren't come home."
There is not the slightest need," said M. Charolais; and he and his two sons settled themselves down on three chairs, with the air of people who had come to make a considerable stay. For a moment, Germaine, taken aback by their coolness, was speechless; then she said hastily: "Very likely he won't be back for another hour. I shouldn't like you to waste your time."
They all wore, for recognition's sake, a band of red silk round their waists, and, "there were more than five hundred," says Oliver de la Marche, a confidential servant of the Count of Charolais, "princes as well as knights, dames, damsels, and esquires, who were well acquainted with this alliance without the king's knowing anything as yet about it."
"They are!" cried Charolais. "They are!" And he dropped the curtain with an oath. "And he isn't here! Suppose they come.... Suppose he comes to the front door! They'll catch him!" cried Victoire. There came a startling peal at the front-door bell. They stood frozen to stone, their eyes fixed on one another, staring. The bell had hardly stopped ringing, when there was a slow, whirring noise.
La Marche dilates on the pleasure the duke felt in this youthful band of horse, and then tells how, within Brussels, "he was received by the magistrates and conducted to his palace, where the Duchess of Burgundy awaited him holding by the hand Madame Catherine of France, Countess of Charolais.
He opened the flap, and he and M. Charolais pulled open drawer after drawer. "Quick! Here's that fat old fool!" said Jean, in a hoarse, hissing whisper. He moved down the hall, blowing out one of the lamps as he passed it. In the seventh drawer lay a bunch of keys.
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