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The mistress, Mademoiselle de Montalais, was cruel, as regarded love; but she was of a noble family, and that was sufficient for Malicorne. The friend had little or no friendship, but he was the favorite of the Comte de Guiche, himself the friend of Monsieur, the king's brother; and that was sufficient for Malicorne.
Malicorne was a man of great readiness, and immediately understood the position of affairs. Besides, the "de" which had been prefixed to his name, raised him to the rank of the person with whom he was conversing. He looked at the holsters with the air of a connoisseur and said, without hesitation: "Somewhat heavy, monsieur."
De Guiche left De Wardes and Malicorne at the bottom of the grand staircase, while he himself, who shared the favor and good graces of Monsieur with the Chevalier de Lorraine, who always smiled at him most affectionately, though he could not endure him, went straight to the prince's apartments, whom he found engaged in admiring himself in the glass, and rouging his face.
"Stay where you are! I order you!" "You order me?" "Yes; am I not mistress?" "Of my heart and soul, without doubt." "A pretty property! ma foi! The soul is silly and the heart dry." "Beware, Montalais, I know you," said Malicorne; "you are going to fall in love with your humble servant." "Well, yes!" said she, hanging round his neck with childish indolence, rather than with loving abandonment.
So, smiling as a man would do for whom whatever might be done was but simply his due, he said, "My dear host, I shall take the best and the gayest room in the house." "With a stable?" "Yes, with a stable." "And when will you take it?" "Immediately if it be possible." "Quite so." "But," said Malicorne, "I shall leave the large room unoccupied for the present."
Is it possible you can ask me if the king would go to an apartment which would bring him nearer to Mademoiselle de la Valliere?" "Yes, indeed, delightfully near her, with a floor between them." Malicorne unfolded the piece of paper which had been wrapped round the bobbin.
"What makes you weep; people don't weep without cause. I am your friend; whatever you would wish me to do, I will do. Malicorne is more powerful than you would think. Do you wish to go to Paris?" "Alas!" sighed Louise. "Do you wish to come to Paris?"
"Good!" cried she, furious; "he has assumed his respectful air and he will pout for a week." "A fortnight, mademoiselle," said Malicorne, bowing. Montalais lifted up her little doubled fist. "Monster!" said she; "oh! that I were a man!" "What would you do to me?" "I would strangle you." "Ah! very well, then," said Malicorne; "I believe I begin to desire something."
Love apart, Malicorne was happy; but this love, which he could not help feeling, he had the strength to conceal with care; persuaded that at the least relaxing of the ties by which he had bound his Protean female, the demon would overthrow and laugh at him. He humbled his mistress by disdaining her.
"Good for an order for a place of maid of honor to Madame, which M. le Comte de Guiche will take upon him to obtain at sight. This painful task accomplished, he laid himself down in bed again. "Well!" asked Malicorne, "what does this mean?" "That means that if you are in a hurry to have the letter from the Comte de Guiche for Monsieur, I have won my wager." "How the devil is that?"
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