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"If there be any man," observed Rochester, "who would love a lady who is not a wife, and yet is fit to be his wife, let him take her, in Heaven's name! For he might voyage as far in search of another like her as M. de Fontelles must in his search for a Perfect King." "Shall he not have her, James?" asked the King of his son. Monmouth understood that the game was lost.
M. de Fontelles did not leave his place, but stood, with the point of his naked sword on the ground, looking at the man who had put an affront on him and whom he had now chastised. The sudden change that took me from love's pastimes to a scene so stern deprived me of speech for a moment. I ran to Fontelles and faced him, panting but saying nothing.
He might escape that perilous obligation by convincing Fontelles himself that he was a tool in hands less honourable than his own; then the Frenchman would in all likelihood abandon his enterprise. But with him would go Carford's hold on Barbara and his best prospect of winning her; for in her trouble lay his chance.
"I trust, sir," observed the Vicar mildly, "that the employment is an honour." "Your loyalty should tell you so much." "We are commanded to honour the King, but I read nowhere that we must honour all that the King does." "Such distinctions, sir, lead to disaffection and even to rebellion," said Fontelles severely. "I am very glad of it," remarked the Vicar complacently.
Nay I laughed aloud, but first knew that I laughed when suddenly M. de Fontelles turned in his saddle, crying in French to his servant: "What was that?" "Something laughed," answered the fellow in an alarmed voice. "Something? You mean somebody." "I know not, it sounded strange."
For a moment it seemed as though she would speak, but the shame of open speech was too great for her. In his ignorance and wonder he could do nothing to aid her. "I won't speak of it," she said. "It's a man's part to tell you the truth, and to ask account from you. I won't soil my lips with it." Fontelles took a step towards her, seeking how he could assuage a fury that he did not understand.
Let the intent of the letter he carried be what it might, M. de Fontelles, a gentleman of courage and high honour, believed his business honest. He had not been at Dover, and knew nothing of what had passed there; if he were an instrument in wicked schemes, he did not know the mind of those who employed him.
Come, I'm your friend, although there is for the moment a difficulty that keeps us apart. Do you chance to remember our meeting at Canterbury?" "Why, very well." "And a young fellow who talked French to you?" Carford laughed again. "He disturbed you mightily by calling out " "'Il vient!" cried Fontelles, all on the alert. "Precisely. Well, he may disturb you again." "By Heaven, then he's here?"
The King raised his hand, as though to impose silence. Madame bowed in apologetic submission, M. de Perrencourt took no heed of the gesture, although he did not speak again. A moment later he laid his hand on Colbert's shoulder and whispered to him. I thought I heard just a word it was "Fontelles." Colbert looked up and nodded.
"Yourself, madame, if you will so honour me," he answered, bowing. "Your coming would be the answer best pleasing to Madame, and the best fulfilment of my errand." She looked at him coolly for a moment or two, and then said, "I have sent for a gentleman who will advise me on my answer." M. de Fontelles raised his brows, and replied somewhat stiffly,
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