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What! have you sent ambassadors for ten years to all parts of the world, and know no better than that? Come, rest in peace, and I will return to my solitude." "Where is it?" "In the cemetery of the Grands-Innocens, great prince." Henri looked at him in astonishment again. "Ah! you did not expect that," said Chicot. "Well, till to-morrow, when I or my messenger will come "
"I saw you to-day at the palace, and asked who was the gentleman that was talking with the king." "Well! I am in a hurry; allow me to pass." "But no one goes out of the palace by night; those are my orders." "But you see they do come out, since I am here." "Yes, but " "But what?" "You must go back, M. Chicot." "Oh! no." "How! no?" "Not by that way, at all events; it is too troublesome."
Chicot was on thorns; he would have given much, hungry as he was, to be in bed without supper. "The storm is about to burst," thought he. "Sire," said Marguerite, "I much regret that your majesty has forgotten your Latin." "Madame, of all the Latin I learned, I remember but one phrase 'Deus et virtus oeterna' a singular assemblage of masculine, feminine, and neuter."
"Do you believe that he had anything to do with my brother's escape?" Chicot looked at him. "That is not your own idea, Henri." "Why not?" "It is too clever, my son." "Never mind whose idea it was; answer my question." "Well! I heard a 'Ventre St. Gris' in the Rue de la Ferronnerie." "You heard a 'Ventre St. Gris! But it might not have been he." "I saw him." "You saw Henri of Navarre in Paris?"
Chicot replaced the chest of drawers against the door, dressed himself, got into bed again, and read till daybreak, when he asked for his horse, paid his bill, and went away, saying to himself "We shall see, to-night." Chicot passed his morning in congratulating himself on the sang-froid and patience he had displayed through his night of trials.
"Choose a good room, as near as possible to that of the traveler who has just arrived; it must look on to the street, and on no account pronounce my name." Gorenflot acquitted himself marvelously of the commission. Their room was only separated by a partition from that of Nicolas David. "You deserve a recompense," said Chicot to him, "and you shall have sherry wine for supper."
Before starting General A. J. Smith's troops back to Sherman, General Canby sent a part of it to disperse a force of the enemy that was collecting near the Mississippi River. General Smith met and defeated this force near Lake Chicot on the 5th of June. Our loss was about forty killed and seventy wounded.
"Pray do not, sire, you will only disturb me," and saluting the king, he went away. Chicot had already disappeared, and there only remained with the king the valets, who covered his face with a mask of fine cloth, plastered with the perfumed cream, in which were holes for the eyes, nose, and mouth; a cap of silk and silver fixed it on the forehead and ears.
Besides, I have an interest in warning you the honor of my name and of your own, my brother. We resemble each other in one thing, that we are each surrounded with enemies. Chicot will explain to you.
The king pretended to display extreme grief, and turning toward those who were present, said, "This will fill my enemies full of hope." To which remark the queen-mother replied: "Our destiny is in the hands of Heaven, my son." Whereupon Chicot, who was standing humbly and reverently near Henri III., added in a low voice: "Let us help Heaven when we can, sire."
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