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At the instance of Maugiron and Saint-Luc, the King was induced to solicit the cause in favour of Madame de Senetaire, their friend. M. de la Chastre, being greatly injured by it, complained to my brother of the injustice done him, with all the concern such a proceeding may be supposed to have occasioned. About this time Saint-Luc's marriage was celebrated.
"Oh! he is occupied in pardoning D'Epernon and Maugiron. But will you not enter, you who are privileged?" "Perhaps it would be indiscreet." "Not at all; enter, M. Aurilly, enter."
"Yes, doubtless." "This chief, you understand, Francois, cannot be one of my favorites; none of them has at once the head and the heart necessary for so important a post. Quelus is brave, but is occupied only by his amours. Maugiron is also brave, but he thinks only of his toilette. Schomberg also, but he is not clever.
"Crillon is only a buffalo a rhinoceros a wild boar; while your brother is the serpent, whose strength lies in his cunning." "You are right; I should have sent him to the Bastile." When Chicot and the king entered, the young men were being dressed by their valets. "Good morning, gentlemen," said he; "I find you all in good spirits, I hope?" "Yes, sire," said Quelus. "You look gloomy, Maugiron."
Antragues comprehended his danger; he had not the least wound, but he began to feel tired, so he pushed aside Quelus' sword and jumped over a barrier; but at the same moment, Maugiron attacked him behind; Antragues turned, and Quelus profited by this movement to get under the barrier. "He is lost!" thought Chicot. "Vive le roi!" cried D'Epernon. "Silence, if you please, monsieur," said Antragues.
"Dear M. Aurilly," said D'Epernon, still arranging his mustachois, "how are you?" "Be so kind as to bring me here your little dagger," said Maugiron. "Gentlemen, gentlemen, do you not remember where you are?" "Yes, yes, my dear Orpheus, that is why I ask for your dagger; you see M. le Duc has none."
Besides this, one or other of the young men entered from time to time, and, without seeming even to notice the prince, went round the room, examined the doors and windows, looked under the beds and tables, and glanced at the curtains and sheets. "Ma foi!" said Maugiron, after one of these visits, "I have done; I am not going to look after him any more to-night."
The young men went out, and the king, left alone, kneeled down on his prie-Dieu. The gates of the Louvre were generally closed at twelve, but the king gave orders that they should be left open on this night till one. At a quarter to one Quelus came up. "Sire," said he, "the duke has come in." "What is Maugiron doing?" "Watching that he does not go out again." "There is no danger." "Then "
"Really, Signor Cupid," said Bussy; "it is very cold for that. It will chap your skin." "Monsieur," replied Maugiron, politely, "we have warm gloves, and doublets lined with fur." "Ah! that reassures me," said Bussy; "do you go soon?" "To-night, perhaps." "In that case I must warn the king; what will he say to-morrow, if he finds his friends have caught cold?"
Can you tell me what has become of my friend Chicot?" Chicot made a grimace. "Oh," said the king, "he is your friend." Quelus and Maugiron burst out laughing. "He is handsome and respectable," continued the king. "It is Gorenflot, of whom M. de Morvilliers spoke to you." "The incendiary of St. Genevieve?" "Himself!" "Then I will have him hanged!" "Impossible!" "Why?" "He has no neck."
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