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In half an hour I will bring Saxe to let me see, the Hercules room, I think, Monsieur d'Argenton? It is small, but large enough for the purpose, and as it has only one door it can be easily guarded." "No guards," said Commines harshly. "There must be no publicity." Villon laughed unpleasantly.
Surely the grave should first shut out all that was mortal of the old obedience? And yet, because of that unfailing gratitude and profound faith, he could not join with the girl in her open condemnation. But crumpling the letter anew, Commines shook his head as if the question was distasteful. "No." "From the King's son-in-law, Monsieur de Beaujeu, then?
The shaking hand ceased plucking at the lip, and the shrunken arm, bare to the elbow where the gown had slipped, was thrust out, beating the air as if to push aside some terror. "Tell me the one the essential God's name, man! can you not understand?" "The best news possible, Sire." Commines' eyes were growing accustomed to the gloom and no detail escaped him.
Only three days had Philip de Commines been page to Duke Philip, then resident at Lille, when an embassy headed by Morvilliers, Chancellor of France, was given audience in the presence of the Burgundian court, including the Count of Charolais. The future historian, then nineteen years old, was keenly alive to all that passed on that November fifth, 1464.
And Monsieur de Commines has told me more than once that Tristan is jealous of his influence with the King, and is his bitterest enemy." "And yet out of all Valmy it is Tristan and Tristan only who is friend enough to send the terrible news to Monsieur d'Argenton? Is that not strange?
If I were you, I would not delay, but would go to the King booted and spurred and dusty as you are." Commines nodded. The advice was welcome, not only because it was meant kindly but for what it inferred. If disgrace threatened, Lessaix at least had no knowledge of it. "The messenger who left two days ago, has he returned?" "Not yet; there was another yesterday." "I know. Who is on guard?"
The pathetic, solitary figure, feeble almost to helplessness, diseased, shrunken, dying, Commines had said, yet with a heart warm in friendliness and a thought for France alone, thrilled him to the very depths. And the dull eyes, watching him from under the heavy lids with an alert vigilance from which no shift of mood escaped, read his emotion unerringly. Again Louis leaned forward.
"Monsieur de Commines stands surety for you; never forget that. Your faithfulness is his faithfulness, your failure his failure: keep that always before you. To-morrow you will , but first tell me something of yourself." With a moan of weakness he settled back into the pillows and his eyes closed. "I must know Philip's friend as Philip knows him," said the soft voice.
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And now will you call Jean Saxe, or must I go myself?" "As my friend La Mothe decides," answered Villon. "I advise it myself. Give a lie a night's start and you will never catch it up." "Stephen, son, be wise." With a gesture of despair La Mothe would have turned away, but Commines held him fast.
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