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"Now, madame," said he, "he was killed by treason it is by treason that he must be revenged. Ah! you do not know one thing the hand of God is with us, for to-night I have found the secret of the 'Aqua tofana, that poison of the Medicis and of Rene the Florentine." "Really?" "Come and see, madame." "But where is Grandchamp?"
It was his character ever to assume with others the mien they wore toward him; and the rudeness of the Spaniard made him as hard as iron toward him. "A proud rascal that, Monsieur," said Grandchamp; "in your place Monsieur le Marechal would certainly have left him on his ladder. Come, Louis, Etienne, Germain, escort Monsieur's prisoners a fine acquisition, truly!
"Ah, what a thing it is to have no one to whom to say a friendly word when it is so cold! and my poor mistress! to come on foot all the way from the Hotel de Nevers. Ah, amore! qui regna amore!" "Come, Italian, wheel about, I tell thee. Let me hear no more of thy musical tongue." "Ah, Santa Maria! What a harsh voice, dear Grandchamp!
Grandchamp motioned him away in silence, and in order to watch the rest of the night by the side of Cinq-Mars, who was in a deep sleep, he seated himself in a large armchair, covered with tapestry, and began to squeeze lemons into a glass of water with an air as grave and severe as Archimedes calculating the condensing power of his mirrors.
One of the Swiss says that it's the officer, the other that it's the soldier; a third has just made a proposition for meeting the difficulty." "And what does he say?" "He suggests that they hang them both." "Stop! stop!" cried Cinq-Mars to the soldiers, attempting to walk; but his leg would not support him. "Put me on my horse, Grandchamp." "Monsieur, you forget your wound."
De Thou sat by his side, holding his hand, and Grandchamp at his feet, still grumbling at the numerous interruptions that had fatigued his wounded master. Cinq-Mars himself tasted one of those moments of calm and hope, which so refresh the soul as well as the body. His free hand secretly pressed the gold cross that hung next to his heart, the beloved donor of which he was so soon to behold.
Meanwhile, Cinq-Mars, amid the excitement which his outbreak had provoked, felt his left arm seized by a hand as hard as iron, which, drawing him from the crowd to the foot of the steps, pushed him behind the wall of the church, and he then saw the dark face of old Grandchamp, who said to him in a sharp voice: "Sir, your attack upon thirty musketeers in a wood at Chaumont was nothing, because we were near you, though you knew it not, and, moreover, you had to do with men of honor; but here 'tis different.
Ah!" he added with a sigh, "things are going strangely; and if we continue thus, there's no knowing what will be the end of it." "But knowest thou, Grandchamp, that these scoundrels had made the crucifix red hot? a thing at which no honest man would have been less enraged than I." "Except Monsieur le Marechal, your father, who would not have done at all what you have done, Monsieur."
Four divisions, each disposed upon two lines the divisions of Lhéritier, Grandchamp, Goze, and Conseil-Duménil formed a sort of horseshoe, turned towards Sedan, and uniting the first battle front with the second. The cavalry division of Ameil and the brigade of Fontanges served as a reserve for these four divisions. The whole of the artillery was upon the two battle fronts.
In order to appear before the King, Cinq-Mars had been compelled to mount the charger of one of the light horse, wounded in the affair, having lost his own at the foot of the rampart. As the two companies were marching out, he felt some one touch his shoulder, and, turning round, saw old Grandchamp leading a very beautiful gray horse. "Will Monsieur le Marquis mount a horse of his own?" said he.
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