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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.
The Duc d'Anjou grew red. "Let us destroy," continued Mayenne, "to the last man, that cursed race whom the king enriches, and let each of us charge ourselves with the life of one. We are thirty here; let us count." "I," said D'Antragues, "charge myself with Quelus." "I with Maugiron," said Livarot. "And I with Schomberg," said Ribeirac.
Quelus and Maugiron employed themselves with plaiting ribbons, a favorite diversion of that time; and Chicot amused himself by making anagrams on the names of all the courtiers. Just as they passed the Place Maubert, Chicot rushed out of the litter, and went to kneel down before a house of good appearance.
"Very bad." "Oh, mon Dieu! what is the matter?" "Something annoys me infinitely." "Something! And are you not powerful enough to get rid of it?" "It is not something, but some one, that M. Quelus means," said Maugiron, advancing. "And whom I advise him to get rid of," said Schomberg, coming forward on the other side. "Ah, M. de Schomberg! I did not recognize you."
Jeanne, my poor child, he is preparing for us some disagreeable surprise. Oh I do not look at me so tenderly, I beg; turn your back to me. Here is Maugiron coming; converse with him, and be amiable to him." "That is a strange recommendation, monsieur." But St. Luc left his wife full of astonishment, and went to pay his court to Chicot, who was playing his part with a most laughable majesty.
Then the eight gentlemen went out, arm in arm, talking gaily on different subjects, until Quelus said, "Here is a solitary place, with a good footing." "Ma foi, yes." "Well! we thought that you would one day accompany us here to meet M. de Bussy, who has invited us all here." "It is true," said Bussy. "Do you accept?" said Maugiron. "Certainly; we rejoice at such an honor."
Honore, accompanied by MM. de Guise and Monsoreau, and followed by a whole train of gentlemen, re-entered the Louvre, accompanied by Maugiron and Quelus. He had gone out with all four of his friends, but, at some steps from the Louvre, Schomberg and D'Epernon had profited by the first crush to disappear, counting on some adventures in such a turbulent night.
"Perhaps not; is my face still blue?" "Not so; you are very pale. Are you not well?" "Yes, it is with anger." "Oh I then you have also some one who annoys you?" "Yes, monsieur." "And I also," said Maugiron. "Really, gentlemen, you all look very gloomy." "You forget me," said D'Epernon, planting himself before Bussy.
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