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Updated: July 22, 2025
"To be brief, what's your price to fly and not to sail?" We were standing, facing one another. I answered him slowly, trying to catch his purpose. "Why are you willing to pay me a price?" said I. "For it's you who pays?" "Yes, I pay. Come, man, you know why you go and who goes with you?" "M. de Perrencourt and M. Colbert go," said I. "Why I go, I don't know."
The conference was broken up and the parties to it were talking in the passage on their way to regain their own apartments. I paid no heed to them; my eyes were fixed on the intruder who came so boldly and unabashed up to the Duke. I knew him now; he was M. de Perrencourt, Madame's gentleman. Without wavering or pausing, straight he walked.
"No, nor sons all their father's sometimes," he chuckled. "Along with you quick, and run if you hear me whistle; it will mean my officer is coming." I was alone in the sacred space with M. de Perrencourt. I assumed an easy air and sauntered along, till I was within a few yards of him. Hearing my step then, he looked round with a start and asked peremptorily, "What's your desire, sir?"
Or had he heard by now that the bird was flown from his lure and caged by that M. de Perrencourt who had treated him so cavalierly? I could not tell. Here was the cottage; but I stood still suddenly, amazed and cautious.
Nay, but the shafts of madness, often wide, may once hit the mark. The paper that had lain between the King and M. de Perrencourt was hidden. Again the French gentleman bent and whispered in the King's ear.
When he collected his thoughts and recalled the incident in which those words had played a part before, he saw in them the challenge of someone who had perhaps penetrated a State secret, and was ill-affected towards the King and the King's policy; but, being unaware of any connection between Mistress Barbara and M. de Perrencourt, he did not associate the silly cry with the object of his present mission.
All this I saw, while Darrell stood rigidly by me, sword in hand. Madame was the first to speak; her delicate subtle face lit up with recognition. "Why, I have spoken with this gentleman," she said in a low voice. "And I also," said M. de Perrencourt under his breath. I think he hardly knew that he spoke, for the words seemed the merest unconscious outcome of his thoughts.
M. de Perrencourt walked suddenly and briskly round to where the King sat and whispered in his ear. The King nodded, and said, "I think this fellow is mad, but it's a dangerous madness." Phineas did not heed him, but cried aloud, "And you here are you all with him? Are you all apostates from God? Are you all given over to the superstitions of Rome? Are you all here to barter God's word and "
Mr Darrell, see that you guard him well, and let nobody come near him." M. de Perrencourt whispered. "Above all, let him speak to nobody. He must tell what he knows only at the right time," added the King. "When will that be?" asked Monmouth audibly, yet so low that the King could feign not to hear and smiled pleasantly at his son.
Darrell's wine was out, and I sent him some bottles of wine by his servant." "You knew for what he needed it?" I had forgotten for the moment what Robert said, and hesitated in my answer. M. de Perrencourt looked intently at me. "I think," said I, "that Robert told me Mr Darrell expected the King to sup with him." "He told you that?" he asked sharply.
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