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"Eh, mordieu!" interrupted the count, with true French gayety; "what would become of all the comedies ever written, if marriages were not made in despite of the father?
But at this date, in Mayenne's hands, they spell the men's destruction. Huguet should have known that if I told him to desert me, I meant it." M. Étienne ventured no word, understanding well enough that in such bitter moments no consolation consoles. M. le Duc added after a moment: "Mordieu! I am ashamed of myself. I might be better occupied than in blaming the dead the brave and faithful dead.
I speak the English ver' well; but mordieu if I can comprehend a word as you speak it! Tenez donc You are a spy?" "Not a bit." "Well, well," said the Grand Provost, altogether gravelled, "you must be something come!" He called the sergeant again; who plainly could give no information, and was quite as plainly surprised that any fuss should be made over an affair so trivial.
"I'll gag you, mordieu, if you answer me back again. Come, sirrah, you know the King better. It's a noble, generous lad. So leave the Whiggish sneers to your father. So much for that. Now, mon ami, you have put me under a great obligation. It was a rare piece of work, and to be frank, I did not think you had it in you.
"Mordieu!" cried Henri, furiously, "my city! he has taken my city." "Why, you see, Henri, you would not give it to him, and he was obliged to take it. But, apropos, here is a letter that he asked me to deliver into your own hand." And Chicot, drawing out a letter, gave it to the king.
"Not exactly." "By whom, then?" "De Loignac." "And it is with them you think to defend yourself?" "Yes, mordieu! yes." "Well, I have more troops than you." "You have troops?" "Why not?" "What are they?" "You shall hear. First, all the army that MM. de Guise are raising in Lorraine." "Are you mad?" "No; a real army at least six thousand men."
Cowards look behind them, and seeing an open space, they fly; the brave lower their heads and rush on." "Well, then forward!" cried the king, "mordieu! am I not the first gentleman in my kingdom? Were they not great battles that I fought in my youth? Forward, then, gentlemen, and I will take the lead; it is my custom in the melee." "Oh! yes, sire," cried the young men, with one voice.
A second later, I created a diversion by landing in the midst of the courtyard fray, with the alarmed Castelroux who imagined that I was escaping following by the same unusual road, and shouting as he came "Monsieur de Lesperon! Hi! Monsieur de Lesperon! Mordieu! Remember your parole, Monsieur de Lesperon!"
"And know that, when the Duc de Guise wishes to conspire, he conspires for himself." "What do I care?" "What!" "Mayneville! Mayneville!" murmured the same voice. "Yes, mordieu! what do I care?" continued the Gascon, "I came to Paris on business, and find the gates closed on account of this execution that is all I care for." At this moment there was a sound of trumpets.
"That Monsoreau will trust to his strength, and that Bussy will escape him." "Reassure yourself, monseigneur." "Why?" "Is M. de Bussy irrevocably condemned?" "Yes, mordieu! A man who dictates to me who takes away from me her whom I was seeking for who is a sort of lion, of whom I am less the master than the keeper yes, Aurilly, he is condemned without mercy."
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