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'Yes, yes! I cried impatiently, a sudden fear at my heart. She went out immediately after her arrival with Simon Fleix, sir, and has not yet returned, he answered. The words were scarcely out of his mouth before I heard several persons enter the passage below and begin to ascend the stairs.
He said that he should call on me in the morning; and forcing myself to answer him in a suitable manner, I saw him depart one way, and myself, accompanied by Simon Fleix, went off another. My feet were frozen with long standing I think the corpse we left was scarce colder but my head was hot with feverish doubts and fears. The moon had sunk and the streets were dark.
'Come, he said presently, drawing me to the window, 'let me show you some more of your old friends. I looked out, and saw below me in the courtyard my three horses drawn up in a row, the Cid being bestridden by Simon Fleix, who, seeing me, waved a triumphant greeting. A groom stood at the head of each horse, and on either side was a man with a torch. My companion laughed gleefully.
Whatever the end, there was but one in the world whom I should regret, or who would regret me; and she hung, herself, on the verge of eternity. So that I was able to give Simon Fleix his last directions with as much coolness as I ever felt in my life.
But the relief I experienced on seeing her safe and in Blois was not unmixed with annoyance that Simon Fleix should have been so imprudent as to parade her unnecessarily in the street. I felt something of confusion also on my own account; for I could not tell how long she and her escort had been watching me.
The temporary "war of the amorous" was followed by the peace of Fleix. Four years of peace again; four fat years of wantonness and riot preceding fourteen hungry famine-stricken years of bloodiest civil war. The voluptuousness and infamy of the Louvre were almost paralleled in vice, if not in splendour, by the miniature court at Pau.
It was plain that I could depend for useful service on myself and three others only of whom, to his credit be it said, Simon Fleix was one. Seeing this, I was immensely relieved when I presently heard that Fresnoy was again seeking to speak with me.
But, to my surprise, barely an instant elapsed before the door opened, and I saw before me Simon Fleix! Discovering who it was, he cowered back, with a terrified face, and retreated to the wall with his arm raised. 'You scoundrel! I exclaimed, restraining myself with difficulty. 'Tell me this moment where Mademoiselle de la Vire is!
But if you are wise you will not go home alone to-night. 'I have my sword, M. le Marquis, I answered, somewhat proudly. 'Which will avail you little against a knife in the back! he retorted drily. 'What attendance have you? 'My equerry, Simon Fleix, is on the stairs. 'Good, so far, but not enough, he replied, as we reached the head of the staircase.
The temporary "war of the amorous" was followed by the peace of Fleix. Four years of peace again; four fat years of wantonness and riot preceding fourteen hungry famine-stricken years of bloodiest civil war. The voluptuousness and infamy of the Louvre were almost paralleled in vice, if not in splendour, by the miniature court at Pau.
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