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"What can I do to serve you, monsieur l'abbe?" said he. "Oh! oh! how coldly you speak to me, brother!" "I speak like a man who is in a hurry, monsieur." The abbe looked maliciously at Gourville, and anxiously at Fouquet, and said, "I have three hundred pistoles to pay to M. de Bregi this evening. A play debt, a sacred debt."
"I am seeking to do so." "And I," cried Fouquet, "I have found it. Listen to what has occurred to me at this moment." "I am listening." Fouquet made a sign to Gourville, who appeared to understand. "One of my friends lends me sometimes the keys of a house which he rents, Rue Baudoyer, the spacious gardens of which extend behind a certain house on the Place de Greve."
"Patience, monseigneur, for you do not know what Colbert is study him quickly; it is with this dark financier as it is with meteors, which the eye never sees completely before their disastrous invasion; when we feel them we are dead." "Oh! Gourville, this is going too far," replied Fouquet, smiling; "allow me, my friend, not to be so easily frightened; M. Colbert a meteor!
"I will manage that," said the abbe. "Yes; but you may manage it badly, and people will guess." "Not at all, not at all. I have another idea." "What is that?" "My men shall cry out, 'Colbert, vive Colbert! and shall throw themselves upon the prisoners as if they would tear them in pieces, and shall force them from the gibbets, as too mild a punishment." "Ah! that is an idea," said Gourville.
He had before him a large hamper filled with bottles, which he had just purchased at the cabaret with the sign of "L'Image-de-Notre-Dame." "Eh, but! that is Vatel! my maitre d'hotel!" said Fouquet to Gourville. "Yes, monseigneur," replied the latter. "What can he have been doing at the sign of L'Image-de-Notre-Dame?" "Buying wine, no doubt." "What! buy wine for me, at a cabaret?" said Fouquet.
Corbleu! it is I that pay, Gourville, and I know my figures." Gourville laughed in a silent, sly manner. "Yes, yes, you mean to say it is the king pays," said the superintendent. "Ah, Gourville, that is a vile joke; this is not the place." "Monseigneur, do not be angry." "Well, then, send away the Abbe Fouquet; I have not a sou." Gourville made a step towards the door.
"Take care," said Pelisson in La Fontaine's ear; "you have had a most brilliant success up to the present moment; do not go beyond your depth." "Not at all, Monsieur Pelisson; and you, who are a man of decided taste, will be the first to approve of what I have done." "We are talking of millions, remember," said Gourville.
She speaks for herself in a letter from the country house which Gourville has placed at her disposal. "I am at Saint Maur; I have left all my affairs and all my husbands; I have my children and the fine weather; that suffices. I take the waters of Forges; I look after my health, I see no one.
"You will not be long before you distinguish them; in twenty strokes of their oars they will be within ten paces of us." But what the patron announced was not realized; the lighter imitated the movement commanded by Fouquet, and instead of coming to join its pretended friends, it stopped short in the middle of the river. "I cannot comprehend this," said the captain. "Nor I," cried Gourville.
Vanel rose, bewildered by this offer which had been so suddenly and unexpectedly made to him. "You are not trifling with me, monseigneur?" he said. "Stay; you say that M. Gourville has spoken to you about M. Fouquet's post?" "Yes; and M. Pelisson, also." "Officially so, or only through their own suggestion?"
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