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The superintendent counted; there were eight persons. Pellisson and Gourville walked arm in arm, as if conversing upon vague and frivolous subjects. Sorel and two officers imitated them, in an opposite direction. The Abbe Fouquet walked alone. Fouquet, with M. de Chanost, walked as if entirely absorbed in the conversation of his son-in-law.
Honore and behind the Palais-Cardinal, "a great Place which he would have called Ducale in imitation of the Royale, which is at the other end of the city," says Pellisson; he had placed in the hands of M. de la Mesnardiere, a memorandum drawn up by himself for the plan of a college "which he was meditating for all the noble sciences, and in which he designed to employ all that was most telling for the cause of literature in Europe.
"Why not?" replied Fouquet; "if true, as it is said to be, that the king has made him his intendant?" Scarcely had Fouquet uttered these words, with a marked intention, than an explosion broke forth among the guests. "The miser!" said one. "The mean, pitiful fellow!" said another. "The hypocrite!" said a third. Pellisson exchanged a meaning look with Fouquet.
I will go in, as if to work; let the horses remain harnessed, Pellisson. Entertain my friends, Gourville." "One last word of advice, monseigneur," replied the latter. "Speak, Gourville." "Do not go to the concierge save at the last minute; it is brave, but it is not wise.
"Words and money," said Fouquet, "five hundred thousand livres to the governor of the conciergerie, that is sufficient, nevertheless, it shall be a million, if necessary." "A million!" cried the abbe; "why, for less than half, I would have half Paris sacked." "There must be no disorder," said Pellisson.
The superintendent reached forth his hand towards the gold and silken cord placed in the interior of his carriage, but Pellisson stopped him. "Monseigneur," said he, "you are going to lose as much time in seeking this lady as Columbus took to discover the new world.
Pellisson and Gourville went out together by the door of the gallery; Fouquet descended to the garden with the five last plotters. Epicureans
He was obliged to listen to a Latin verse, which the poet had composed upon Vatel. La Fontaine had, for an hour, been scanning this verse in all corners, seeking some one to pour it out upon advantageously. He thought he had caught Pellisson, but the latter escaped him; he turned towards Sorel, who had, himself, just composed a quatrain in honor of the supper, and the Amphytrion.
"Ha!" cried Pellisson, "I was sure of that." "Well! what then?" "Why, she got into her carriage, looking deadly pale." "What consequence is that to me?" "Yes, but what she said to her coachman is of consequence to you." "Kind heaven!" cried the marquise, "what was that?" "To M. Colbert's!" said Pellisson, in a hoarse voice.
"To the Palais at full speed!" cried Pellisson to the coachman. The horses set off like lightning; no obstacle relaxed their pace for an instant. Only, at the arcade Saint-Jean, as they were coming out upon the Place de Greve, a long file of horsemen, barring the narrow passage, stopped the carriage of the superintendent.
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