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"You were going to M. Fouquet's," said Aramis biting his lips, "to M. Fouquet, the abbe, or the superintendent?" Baisemeaux almost made up his mind to tell an untruth, but he could not summon courage to do so. "To the superintendent," he said. "It is true, then, that you were in want of money, since you were going to a person who gives it away!" "I assure you, my lord " "You were afraid?"
"But you understand now, I suppose?" "Of course I understand," he said aloud; but added in a low tone to himself, almost hissing the words between his teeth, "No, no, I do not understand yet. But it is all the same, for here is the order for it." And then he added, "I will lead the way, monseigneur," and he conducted Aramis to Fouquet's apartments.
"Wait a minute; I also guessed something else, that you were fortifying Belle-Isle by M. Fouquet's orders." "That's true." "But even that is not all. Whenever I feel myself in trim for guessing, I do not stop on my road; and so I guessed that M. Fouquet wished to preserve the most absolute secrecy respecting these fortifications." "I believe that was his intention, in fact," said Porthos.
Why, it was you who told us the small estate at Corbeli was going to be sold by one of M. Fouquet's creditors; and you, also, who proposed that all his friends should subscribe more than that, it was you who said that you would sell a corner of your house at Chateau-Thierry, in order to furnish your own proportion, and you come and ask 'The payment of what?"
"'Only," continued Aramis, "'I shall be compelled to say to the king, you understand, my dear Monsieur Percerin, that these are M. Fouquet's words, 'I shall be constrained to say to the king, "Sire, I had intended to present your majesty with your portrait, but owing to a feeling of delicacy, slightly exaggerated perhaps, although creditable, M. Percerin opposed the project.""
He scarcely looked at us, and Madame, his wife, seemed neither less frigid nor more civil." On the fifth of September, nineteen days after the fête, the thunderbolt fell upon him. A Procureur-Général could be tried only by the Parliament to which he belonged. To make Fouquet's destruction more certain, Colbert had induced him, by various misrepresentations, to sell out.
Vatel did not even thank his master, he merely shrugged his shoulders a little, murmuring this superb sentiment: "To be thanked for having done one's duty is humiliating." "He is right," said Gourville, as he drew Fouquet's attention, by a gesture, to another point.
He had scarcely finished when they discovered at a distance, behind an elbow formed by the river, the masts of a huge lighter coming down. The rowers of Fouquet's boat uttered a cry of surprise on seeing this galley. "What is the matter?" asked Fouquet. "The matter is, monseigneur," replied the patron of the bark, "that it is a truly remarkable thing that lighter comes along like a hurricane."
The King could not conceal his astonishment at the taste and luxury of the Surintendant, nor his annoyance when he recognized the portrait of La Vallière in a mythological panel. Over doors and windows were carved and painted Fouquet's arms, a squirrel, with the motto, "Quò non ascendam?" The King asked a chamberlain for the translation.
He was never thought to have Fouquet's talent in him; but he shows a rugged loyalty of mind, less egoistic than the fiery Fouquet's; and honestly flings himself upon his task, in a way pleasant to look at: pleasant to the King especially, who recognizes in Goltz a useful, brave, frank soul; and has given him, this Spring, the ORDER OF MERIT, which was a high encouragement to Goltz.
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