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"I am ready," said Saint Simon huskily. "And I!" cried Denis. "But the Comte?" "I have thought of that," said Leoni. "He is too ill to understand what is done, and I can mould him to my wishes in every way.
"Boy!" cried Leoni excitedly; and he caught his young companion by the shoulders, but checked himself, instantly drew back, walked slowly across the room to the door, opened it and looked out, and then came back and signed to Denis to close the window, while he softly moved here and there; and the boy noticed how, as if to examine the beauty of the silken hangings, he touched them again and again, as if to make sure that no listener was concealed behind.
How a little hamlet on a Bavarian lake got that Tuscan-sounding name I cannot tell; but Leoni it is. The big boat was a long time crossing: the lake here is about three miles broad, and these heavy barges are unwieldy and heavy to move, even though they are towed and tugged at from the shore. "If we should be too late!" the two dealers muttered to each other, in agitation and alarm.
"A duel? or young Denis defending his Majesty from an attempted assassination on the part of Master Leoni with a sword instead of physic?" "Does it ever occur to you, Saint Simon, that your tongue runs at times somewhat too fast?" said the doctor coldly. "Oh yes, often," was the laughing reply; "but it's a habit it has. What have I interrupted, though?"
And he took a pace or two up and down the apartment with his eyes fixed on the floor, while the two young men watched him narrowly, seeming to be endeavouring to read his innermost thoughts, the ideas which surged within. "There is but one thing to be done," said Leoni at last gravely. "Francis is ill and closely guarded, and his life is doubly in danger, for Henry's intentions are lad."
There, Leoni, was I not right in letting these boys share our confidence? Who says that Francis of Valois has not followers in whom he can trust?" "Not I, Sire," said the doctor grimly; "but this is no work for them." "Not for Denis here," cried Saint Simon excitedly, "but, your Majesty, for me. I would strike, and strike now. Mine be the task to do or die!"
That he had the point of a sword jabbed into it once when he was fencing." "Oh, I never heard that," cried Denis. "Then that accounts for its queer fixed look." "Queer fixed look? It's horrible! I don't think that I am quite a coward; but old Leoni, when he fixes me with that eye of his, quite gives me the creeps." "Well, he does look queer sometimes.
A thousand times no! It shall not be." "Sire, it must. What is one young life compared with yours?" "Everything," cried the King, "if I am to live in peace." "But, your Majesty, it is too late to think of that." "Never too late while there is life," cried the King. "Loose the boat and take those oars." "What would your Majesty do?" cried Leoni. "Go back to Henry and meet him face to face.
"Yes, yes," said the lad faintly. "Come in. Carrbroke, this is Master Leoni, the gentleman who handles his sword so well." "I am glad to know you, sir," said the youth, drawing himself up and welcoming with courtly grace the slight, keen-looking, elderly man whose strange, penetrating eyes seemed to be searching him through and through. "I am so sorry that I was asleep when you came last night.
"There is no need," cried Denis. "Follow the narrow alley leading downward to the river, and take the boat of which young Carrbroke spoke. The river! Surely you could escape that way." "Boy," whispered Leoni ecstatically, "you are the deliverer of France! Hah!" he added, in tones full of regret. "And you will not be with us! The river yes. They would never dream that we escaped that way.
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