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"Orrain," he said, "come with me." There was that in his eyes and voice which could not be mistaken. "What has happened?" I asked hoarsely, though I well knew what he meant. "Come," he said, "be brave! You are a man, and as a man I tell you, you need all your courage now. The Court is thrown open, and in an hour De Mouchy delivers his sentence.
There were two, Orrain and La Mothe, who is as well known to be of the prince's household as Vendôme himself is known to be a heretic." "Yes; a heretic too great to be touched. But he must pay his debts. I am going at once to see Vendôme. Stay here if you like. You know where to find the wine. No, Pompon, not to-night!" And pushing back the ape, who had made ready to follow him, he went off.
"Behold!" he said, "the crescent moon is already out." And he pointed to a window overlooking the lawn, where a group of ladies stood watching us. "It must be to you, Monsieur le Vicomte, that madame signals," Le Brusquet went on. "Orrain here is too ugly, and as for me, she loves me no better than my ape."
Trotto nodded, and closing the door left Simon of Orrain, full of stinging pains in his body and burning evil thoughts in his soul, and returning to us led the way to the supper-table. There, whilst we sat, mademoiselle told them of her peril, and how she was rescued, and as she concluded Trotto set down the cup of wine he was tasting, and turning to me, said: "I congratulate you, monsieur.
Lorgnac took no notice of the interruption, but continued: "On learning this I hastened after Orrain, hoping to be in time to overtake him and save our friends; but it was not to be." And then he went on to tell him what is already known.
"Monsieur d'Orrain," she said, "I await my answer." And then she burst out laughing. There is but a word more to add, and my story ends. We were married the following week, for that was the Queen's wish, and then my wife and I said farewell to Paris and the Court for ever. As we rode one evening on our way to Orrain, round the elbow of the pine-clad hill of St.
"He took up the paper, and it rustled in his trembling hand. One more glance at the bowed figure beside him, and he called out: "'Le Brusquet, give me a pen. "I made no answer, but stood as if I had not heard. I swear to you, Orrain, that I would rather have let my right hand wither than do his bidding. Twice he repeated his order; but I stood like a stone. Diane made no movement.
But I was in a morose humour, and could think of nothing. All at once I heard the hissing rustle of silken robes. I turned, and faced Madame Diane. I tell you, Orrain, never was woman born so beautiful. The rose of the morning was on her cheeks.
"'Oh, it will be that. I will see to that. "'Thank Heaven! And now, my King, my King! for the last time! And she knelt and kissed his hand, and there were tears tears, Orrain! in her eyes. "Henri was much moved. 'What does this mean, Diane? And he raised her gently to her feet. "'It means, sire' her eyes refused to meet his, and her voice shook 'that the time has come for me to go.
"It is God's providence," he said solemnly as he grasped my hand. "Orrain, take heart! We win! Read these and you too, Lorgnac! When you have read we must to the Queen at once." Monsieur de Créquy, his back to the light, stood in the embrasure of a window, deeply engaged in examining his features in a small hand-glass which he held daintily before him.
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