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Updated: June 18, 2025
'I recount all I hear about his prowess, and I have even taught her a little song about him, which she sings constantly." Bussy pressed the young man's hand; he felt supremely happy. On descending into the court, M. de Meridor found a fresh horse, which Bussy had had prepared for him; another waited for Bussy, and attended by Remy, they started.
'Read the letter, mademoiselle; it is better to know what to expect. I opened and read." Diana, at this moment, rose, opened a desk, and from a portfolio drew out the letter. Bussy glanced at the address and read, "To the beautiful Diana de Meridor." Then looking at Diana, he said "It is the Duc d'Anjou's writing." "Ah!" replied she, with a sigh, "then he did not deceive me."
I do not see her here." The count started, but replied, "Sire, she is ill, the air of Paris did not agree with her; so having obtained leave from the queen, she set out last night, with her father, for Meridor." "Paris is not good for women in her situation," said Chicot. Monsoreau grew pale and looked furiously at him. "This poor countess!" continued Chicot, "she will die of ennui by the way."
On Sunday the 10th of June, toward eleven o'clock in the day, the whole court were assembled in the apartment leading to the cabinet in which, since his meeting with Diana de Meridor, the Duc d'Anjou was dying by slow but sure degrees.
'Who else, said he, 'except her father, watches over the honor of Diana de Meridor? 'You told me, monsieur, in your letter, that you came in my father's name. 'Yes, mademoiselle, and lest you should doubt it, here is a note from the baron, and he gave me a paper. I read "'MY DEAR DIANA, M. de Monsoreau can alone extricate you from your dangerous position, and this danger is immense.
'Enter, monsieur, said I, 'have you any news? 'Of what, madame? 'Of my father, firstly? 'I have not been to Meridor and have not seen the baron. 'Then of Beauge, and the Duc d'Anjou? 'I have been to Beauge, and have spoken to the duke. 'What does he say? 'He appears to doubt. 'Of what? 'Of your death. 'But you confirmed it? 'I did all I could. 'Where is the duke? I then asked.
This was a great grief to the Baron de Meridor. When the king died, my father quitted the court, and shut himself with his wife in the Chateau de Meridor. It was there that I was born, ten years after the death of my brothers. "Then all the love of the baron was concentrated on the child of his old age; his love for me was idolatry.
"This evening if you wish it." "Dear Bussy." "You know I would do anything for your highness. I will go to-night; you stay here and enjoy yourself, and get me something good from the queen-mother." "I will not forget." Bussy then prepared to depart as soon as the signal arrived from Meridor.
Now Bussy had had himself named Captain-General of Anjou, and had established the most severe discipline in Angers; no one could go out of or enter the town without a password; all which had no other aim than to prevent the duke from sending a messenger to Meridor without his knowledge. The man on the white horse had arrived at a furious gallop, and had attempted to enter, but had been stopped.
"But then, perhaps, the bottle will break?" "I think not see the thickness of the crystal; besides, we can shut it up in a covering of gold." "Listen, Remy! I hear horses; I think ours have arrived." "Probably, madame, it is about the time; but I will go and send them away." "Why so?" "Are they not useless?" "Instead of going to Meridor, we will go into Flanders. Keep the horses." "Ah!
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