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"Against whom?" "Against your enemies." "Private enmities of young men?" "Oh! sire, that is the expression of vulgar prejudice; speak like a king, sire, not like a bourgeois. Do not profess to believe that Maugiron detests Antragues, that Schomberg dislikes Livarot, that D'Epernon is jealous of Bussy, and that I hate Ribeirac. Oh! no.
"Monseigneur," said the cardinal, "if your highness still experiences any fear, the names of those who now surround you will, I hope, reassure you. Here is M. le Gouverneur d'Aunis, M. d'Antragues, M. de Ribeirac, and M. de Livarot, and gentlemen whom your highness doubtless knows to be as brave as loyal.
"And here is Ribeirac coming." "Do you hear him?" "I see him. Here, Ribeirac!" "Are you fighting?" cried Ribeirac. "Good morning, Livarot; good morning, Antragues." "Let us charge them," said Antragues. The bourgeois looked in stupefaction at this reinforcement that was about to join the attacking party. "They are a regiment," said the captain of the militia.
Livarot ran to aid Ribeirac to disengage himself from the grasp of his adversary, but was closely pursued by Maugiron, who cut open his head with a blow of his sword. Livarot let his sword drop, and fell on his knees; then Maugiron hastened to give him another wound, and he fell altogether. Quelus and Maugiron remained against Antragues. Quelus was bleeding, but from slight wounds.
"Down with your arms, knaves," cried the duke, "these are friends." "Friends!" cried the bourgeois, "then they should have had the password; for we have been treating them like Pagans and they us like Turks." Livarot, Antragues, and Ribeirac advanced in triumph to kiss the duke's hand. "Monseigneur," said Bussy, "how many militia do you think there were here?" "At least one hundred and fifty."
"Is it for me and mine that you say that?" asked Chicot, speaking like the king. Three friends of Bussy's now drew near to him. These were Charles d'Antragues, Francois, Vicomte de Ribeirac, and Livarot. Seeing all this, St. Luc guessed that Bussy was sent by Monsieur to provoke a quarrel. He trembled more than ever, for he feared the combatants were about to take his house for a battle-field.
"Well, then, take care of your hands!" Scarcely had he spoken when another cavalier appeared, riding furiously also, and who cried out as he approached: "Antragues, what are you doing among all these bourgeois?" "Livarot!" cried Antragues. "Mon Dieu, you are welcome; Montjoie and St. Denis, to the rescue!" "I heard four hours ago that you were before me, and I have been trying to catch you.
His hand was soon bleeding in several places, and Antragues had also wounded him in the breast; but at each wound he repeated, "It is nothing." Livarot and Maugiron were still unwounded. Ribeirac and Schomberg recommenced; the former was pierced through the breast, and Schomberg was wounded in the neck.
"And the three others?" "Oh! M. de Bussy has too many friends, and we too many enemies, for them to remain with folded arms. Do you agree to this, gentlemen?" "Yes!" cried all. "If MM. Ribeirac, Antragues, and Livarot would join the party, it would be complete." "Gentlemen," said St.
All looked thunderstruck; but D'Epernon exclaimed: "Ah! the brave man par excellence is he, then, afraid?" "That cannot be," said Quelus. "You are right, monsieur," said Livarot. "And why will he not come?" "Because he is dead." "Dead!" cried they all, but D'Epernon turned rather pale. "And dead because he has been assassinated," said Antragues. "Did you not know it, gentlemen?"
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