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"A sentence?" said the superintendent, with a shudder and pallor he could not conceal. "A sentence! and on whom?" "Two of your best friends." "Lyodot and D'Eymeris, do you mean? But what sort of a sentence?" "Sentence of death." "Passed? Oh! you must be mistaken, Gourville; that is impossible." "Here is a copy of the sentence which the king is to sign to-day, if he has not already signed it."
I understood but little of the merits of the book; my strongest memory is of the execution of d'Eyméric and Lyodot a strange testimony to the dulness of a boy, who could enjoy the rough-and-tumble in the Place de Grève, and forget d'Artagnan's visits to the two financiers. My next reading was in winter-time, when I lived alone upon the Pentlands.
"M. de Vanin?" "M. de Vanin! ah! they may do what they like with him, but " "But " "But they must not touch the others!" "Well, if you are anxious they should not touch MM. d'Eymeris and Lyodot, it is time to look about you." "Who threatens them?" "Will you listen to me now?" "Attentively, marquise." "Without interrupting me?" "Speak." "Well, this morning Marguerite sent for me."
"Lyodot, yesterday at daybreak; D'Eymeris, the day before yesterday, in the evening, as he was returning from the house of his mistress; their disappearances had disturbed nobody; but at length M. Colbert all at once raised the mask, and caused the affair to be published; it is being cried by sound of trumpet, at this moment in Paris, and, in truth, monseigneur, there is scarcely anybody but yourself ignorant of the event."
You have seen M. d'Artagnan in Paris, have you not?" "Certes, and think him a man of intelligence, and even a man of heart; although he did bring about the death of our dear friends, Lyodot and D'Eymeris." "Alas! yes, I heard of that. At Tours I met the courier who was bringing me the letter from Gourville, and the dispatches from Pellisson. Have you seriously reflected on that event, monsieur?"
"I will tell you that in their presence, monsieur; at the same time that I will give you ample means of palliating this escape." "Escape! Why, then, monseigneur does not know?" "What?" "That Messieurs Lyodot and D'Eymeris are no longer here." "Since when?" cried Fouquet, in great agitation. "About a quarter of an hour." "Whither have they gone, then?" "To Vincennes to the donjon."
"If the king has signed, the gibbets will be sent this evening to the Hotel de Ville, in order to be got up and ready by to-morrow morning." "Oh! no, no!" cried the superintendent once again; "you are all deceived, and deceive me in my turn; Lyodot came to see me only the day before yesterday; only three days ago I received a present of some Syracuse wine from poor D'Eymeris."
"MM. d'Eymeris and Lyodot," said D'Artagnan. "Do you know those names, Aramis?" "No," said the prelate, disdainfully; "they sound like the names of financiers." "Exactly; so they were." "Oh! M. Fouquet allows his friends to be hanged, then," said Porthos. "And why not?" said Aramis. "Why, it seems to me " "If these culprits were hanged, it was by order of the king.
Read on, read on;" and Fouquet continued, "The two first to death, the third to be dismissed, with MM. d'Hautemont and de la Vallette, who will only have their property confiscated." "Great God!" cried Fouquet, "to death, to death! Lyodot and D'Eymeris.
"Then, when she was assured I was your devoted friend, she gave me the paper, and told me the secret of this house." "And this paper?" said Fouquet, in some degree of agitation. "Here it is, monsieur read it," said the marquise. Fouquet read: "Names of the farmers of revenue to be condemned by the Chamber of Justice: D'Eymeris, friend of M. F.; Lyodot, friend of M. F.; De Vanin, indif."
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