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Maline. "I recognize his voice; but as to his person, devil take me if I can see it in this darkness." "You do not reply to my question, monsieur," said Ernanton. St. Maline began to laugh noisily, which reassured some of his comrades, who were thinking of retiring. "I spoke; did you not hear me, M. de St. Maline?" said Ernanton. "Yes, monsieur, perfectly." "Then what have you to say?"
Now all this would have rejoiced Ernanton had he understood it, but he saw without understanding. "Monsieur," said he to St. Maline, "I see that you were told of the importance of my mission, and that, fearing some accident for me, you were good enough to take the trouble to escort me here: now I will tell you that you were right; the king expects me, and I have important things to say to him.
"I trust so, after my commission is over; but, meanwhile, I beg you to observe that as we belong to the king, it is setting a bad example to quarrel." St. Maline was furious, he bit his fingers with rage. As they crossed the Rue St. Antoine, Ernanton saw a litter with a lady in it. "My page!" cried he, and he rode toward it; but she did not seem to recognize him, and passed on.
He descended from the step, as the statue of the commander from his pedestal, and walked straight up to St. Maline, firmly, but quietly. At this sight, several voices cried, "Come here, Ernanton; come this side, Carmainges; there is room here." "Thank you," replied the young man; "but it is near M. de St. Maline that I wish to sit." St. Maline rose, and all eyes were fixed on him.
Chicot reflected, that nothing could possibly be more singular than the fact of Ernanton installing himself, as if he were its master, in that mysterious house whose inhabitants had suddenly disappeared. And the more so, since to these original inhabitants a phrase of the Duc de Guise's letter relative to the Duc d'Anjou might possibly have some reference.
When they arrived at the Pont Neuf, which then merited the name, as it was scarcely seven years since Ducerceau had built it, the duchess gave her hand to Ernanton, saying, "Now go, monsieur." "May I dare to ask when I shall see you again, madame?" "That depends on the length of time which you take in executing my commission, and your haste will be a proof to me of your desire to see me again."
"'Have M. de Mayenne followed this evening, if he presents himself at the Louvre. "Well, monsieur?" "I will follow M. de Mayenne," said Ernanton, bowing. M. de Mayenne, with whom they were so much occupied at the Louvre, set out from the Hotel Guise, booted and on horseback, as though he had just arrived. He was received by the king affectionately.
He himself was wet and muddy, and his face bleeding with scratches, and he felt sure that it was useless to try and catch it; and to complete his vexation, he saw Ernanton going down a cross-road which he judged to be a short cut. He climbed up the banks of the river, but now could see neither Ernanton nor his own horse.
"Oh! it is true, madame, that I am very insignificant and obscure near your highness." "Mon Dieu! monsieur, pray be silent. Have you no sense?" "What have I done?" cried Ernanton, frightened. "You see me in a mask, and if I wear one, it is for disguise, and yet you call me your highness." "Ah, pardon me, madame," said Ernanton, "but I believed in the discretion of these walls."
"Because your words were dictated by hatred and envy, and they cannot already be extinct in your heart." St. Maline colored, but did not reply. Ernanton continued, "If the king preferred me to you, it was because I pleased him best.
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