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As we came up De Lorgnac himself appeared, and passed us into the anteroom. I well remembered that cheerless tomb through which I had passed a month ago; but now it was all glittering bright. The door of the Queen's cabinet was closed; but to the right folding doors that I had not observed before were open, giving a glimpse, through the half-drawn curtains, of a crowded salon beyond.
He saw too the hundred faces of the mob the mob he had once himself led to a deed of shame glaring, shouting, and yelling at him through the open archway, though not one dared to pass the entrance. Escape was hopeless, and his pale face grew paler still, as with an oath he wiped the blood from his lips with the back of his hand, and screamed out to De Lorgnac: "Stand aside, man!
In the ante-room itself there were about a dozen or so of ladies-in-waiting and pages, all talking and laughing; and as we followed De Lorgnac I felt a light touch at my elbow, and turning met a merry face that smiled up at me. It was little Mademoiselle Davila, the same who with Madame de Montal had met us at Longpont. "Eh bien! So you have come, monsieur.
"There is no need for alarm," put in De Lorgnac. "I pledge my word to deliver you the letters as soon as the conditions are complete." She glanced from the one to the other of us, and set her white teeth. "To be beaten!" she gasped rather than spoke. "To be beaten! and by that Italian woman!" "Look you, madame!" I said sternly, for doubts were crowding thick and fast upon me.
An hour later I sat with Lorgnac and Le Brusquet in a little room in the former's house in the Rue Tire Boudin. At the Louvre I had discovered that there was no chance of my being able to see the Queen until after the supper hour; and so I accepted the hospitality De Lorgnac offered me, and was back again in the very house in which I had spent my last night in Paris.
She made no answer, but, gravely wishing us good-night, followed De Lorgnac up the stone steps, and, passing through the archway, the two were lost to our view. When they had gone I turned to Le Brusquet. "I too am in the dark. What did De Lorgnac mean?" "He meant that his Majesty, by some means or other, discovered that the Queen was at the masque and who remained behind in the cabinet.
With a glance of contempt at it he flung it on the table in front of De Lorgnac, who had joined us, saying as he did so: "There are De Ganache's letters. I had almost forgotten them." The packet had fallen on the table, almost under De Lorgnac's eyes.
Mon ami, did ever hear of a bourgeois handling sword as you, or bearing arms un coq d'or griffe de sable, en champ d'azur? Those arms are on your wine-cups if they exist still they are on the hilt of the sword you lent me." "Morbleu!" "But that is not all. In the gay, red days, when Lorgnac here and I had all the world before us, we were of the College of Cambrai.
This much I know, I am the bearer of a letter, the delivery of which must not be delayed, and I must leave Paris with the dawn, or before horse or no horse." "The horses I said were my care," De Lorgnac said. And then turning to Le Brusquet: "Await me on the steps that lead to the eastern gallery; I am relieved in less than an hour.
And leaning out of the window he repeated the same to us. De Lorgnac thanked him, regretting, at the same time, the necessity he had of arousing him; and Créquy swore back, in mock tones of injury, that he would have a special cell built for disturbers of his rest, and, wishing us the day, retired abruptly.
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