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"The door has been forced," said Antragues; and seizing the ladder, he was on the balcony in a moment. "What is it?" cried the others, seeing him turn pale. A terrible cry was his only answer. Livarot mounted behind him. "Corpses! death everywhere!" cried he. And they both entered the room. It bore horrible traces of the terrible combat of the previous night.
Meanwhile, Antragues went into the adjoining room; there also blood was everywhere, and this blood led to the window. He leaned out and looked into the little garden. The iron spikes still held the livid corpse of the unhappy Bussy. At this sight, it was not a cry, but a yell, that Antragues uttered. Livarot ran to see what it was, and Ribeirac followed. "Look!" said Antragues, "Bussy dead!
Livarot began again, but as our title of historian gives us the privilege of knowing better than Livarot himself what had passed, we will substitute our recital for that of the young man. Towards the middle of the night Henri III. was awoke by an unaccustomed noise in the palace.
"Know what?" "The service that he rendered to the duke." "Who? St. Luc?" "No; Monsoreau." "Really." "Yes, you shall see; come with me," and Bussy, followed by Livarot and Antragues, galloped after the Duc d'Anjou. "Ah, monseigneur," said he, "what a precious man M. de Monsoreau is." "Ah! really; then you spoke to him?" "Certainly." "And asked him what he had done for me?"
After a good supper, they had all retired to sleep at Antragues's house, which was nearest to the field of battle. Antragues, before supper, had gone to take leave of a little milliner whom he adored, Ribeirac had written to his mother, and Livarot had made his will.
It is true, you are but twenty." "Sire," said Quelus, "on what day shall we meet MM. Bussy, Livarot, Antragues and Ribeirac?" "Never; I forbid it absolutely." "Sire, excuse us, the rendezvous was arranged before the dinner, words were said which cannot be retracted."
But what is the matter; do they want to massacre you?" "Yes, they will neither let me in nor out." "Gentlemen!" said Livarot, "will you please to step either to the right or left, and let us pass." "They insult us! kill them!" cried the people. "Oh! this is Angers' manners!" said Livarot, drawing his sword. "Yes, you see; unluckily, there are so many of them." "If there were but three of us!"
At this instant Livarot, of whom no one was thinking, rose on his knees, hideous from the blood with which he was covered, and plunged his dagger between the shoulders of Maugiron, who fell, crying out, "Mon Dieu! I am killed!" Livarot fell back again, fainting. "M. de Quelus," said Antragues, "you are a brave man; yield I offer you your life." "And why yield?" "You are wounded, and I am not."
"Yes," said Livarot, "or he will go to sleep in his chair." "Pardon, monseigneur, I am tired out." "Get tipsy," said Antragues; "there is nothing so good when you are tired. To your health, count!" "You must give us some good hunts," said Ribeirac, "you know the country." "You have horses and woods here," said Antragues. "And a wife," added Livarot. "We will hunt a boar, count," said the prince.
"Certainly; but it is not the less true that he obeyed the wishes of M. d'Anjou." "Listen! I know M. de St. Luc, and I can assure you he is devoted to the king, and hates the duke. If your wound had come from Antragues, Livarot, or Ribeirac, it might be so; but not from St. Luc." "You do not know," replied Monsoreau, obstinate in his opinion. At last he was able to go down into the garden.
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