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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.
Jean! hasten and close the great gate after Monsieur's domestics, and recommend them not to make too much noise, although for that matter we have no habitation near us." Grandchamp obeyed the intrepid little Abbe, who then embraced Cinq-Mars four consecutive times, raising himself on the points of his boots, so as to attain the middle of his pupil's breast.
"Are they already coming to fetch us?" said Cinq-Mars. "Bah! bah!" answered Grandchamp, "do not make yourself uneasy; it is the Tour des Oubliettes. I have prowled round the fort for two months, and I have seen men fall from there into the water at least once a week. Let us think of our affair. I see a light down there."
And my mother, where is she? and the Marechal, and Ah! and yet it is but a fearful dream! Leave me." As he said this, he turned toward the wall, and again pulled the clothes over his head. The innkeeper, in amazement, touched his forehead three times with his finger, looking at Grandchamp as if to ask him whether his master were also mad.
Cinq-Mars's face was crimson, and he seemed asleep, but his old domestic saw that the blood rushing to his head had almost suffocated him; and, seizing a jug full of cold water, he dashed the whole of it in his face. This military remedy rarely fails to effect its purpose, and Cinq-Mars returned to himself with a start. "Ah! it is thou, Grandchamp; what frightful dreams I have had!" "Peste!
"Ah, the duchy of Mantua! would I were back there again, Grandchamp!" "Pshaw! don't speak so loud," said the old domestic, abruptly. "The walls of Paris have Cardinalist ears, and more especially the walls of the churches. Has your mistress entered? My master awaits her at the door." "Yes, yes; she has gone in." "Be silent," said Grandchamp. "The sound of the clock is cracked. That's a bad sign."
The old Abbe and Grandchamp leaned over the parapet, watching the bank of the river. "The fog is so thick, we can see nothing yet," said the Abbe. "How slowly our last sun appears!" said De Thou. "Do you not see low down there, at the foot of the rocks, on the opposite bank, a small white house, between the Halincourt gate and the Boulevard Saint Jean?" asked the Abbe.
While her waiting-woman had gone to find Grandchamp, the young and trembling Marie with a timid hand had pushed open the folding-door of the church. She there found Cinq-Mars standing, disguised, and anxiously awaiting her.
But fall back, I would ride alone; rejoin the others and follow." Grandchamp obeyed; he consoled himself by giving Germain, Louis, and Etienne lessons in the art of reconnoitring a country by night. Meanwhile, his young master was overcome with fatigue.
The soldier, with the same calm indifference, was looking on at the Swiss disputing around him, while holding the ladder. Cinq-Mars arrived in time to save them, gave his name to the Swiss sergeant, and, employing Grandchamp as interpreter, said that the two prisoners were his, and that he would take them to his tent; that he was a captain in the guards, and would be responsible for them.
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