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No news had come from my lord, and I was eager to see him and bring him over to my side; the disposition of the King was also a matter of moment and of uncertainty; would he still seek to gain for M. de Perrencourt what that exacting gentleman required, or would he now abandon the struggle in which his instruments had twice failed him?
Those present before were there still, save M. de Perrencourt, whose place at the table was vacant; the large sheet of paper and the materials for writing had vanished. There was a fresh group at the end, next to Arlington; here now sat the Dukes of Monmouth and Buckingham, carrying on a low conversation with the Secretary.
"M. de Perrencourt," said I, "purposes that I should enter your service, and his also." "Mine and his?" she murmured, puzzled and alarmed. I did not know how to tell her; I was ashamed. But the last moments fled, and she must know before we were at sea. "Yonder where we're going," I said, "the word of M. de Perrencourt is law and his pleasure right." She took alarm, and her voice trembled.
I had seen nothing of her, no word had come from her to me. She had scorned Monmouth, but might she not be won to smile on M. de Perrencourt? I drove the thought from me, but it came again and again, shaming me and yet fastening on me. She went with M. de Perrencourt; did she go willingly? With that thought beating in my brain, I stepped forth to my adventure.
"Your mother had not seen you at Court, sir." "True, Madame, nor had my eyes beheld your Royal Highness." She laughed, pleased with a compliment which was well in the mode then, though my sons may ridicule it; but as she turned away she added, "I shall not be with you to-night, and M. de Perrencourt hates a staring eye." I was warned and I was grateful. But there I stopped.
Next to our King was another empty chair, an arm-chair, like the King's; empty it was, but M. de Perrencourt leant easily over the back of it, with his eyes fixed on me. On the table were materials for writing, and a large sheet of paper faced the King or M. de Perrencourt; it seemed just between them.
It was another of the peculiar facts about M. de Perrencourt that he alone of the gentlemen-in-waiting had been lodged within the precincts of the royal quarters, occupying an apartment next to the Duke of York, who had his sister Madame for his neighbour on the other side. The prolonged conference was taking place in the King's cabinet farther along the passage.
"You're right in that," I answered gravely. Her cheek flushed, and her eyes fell to the ground. "Yes," she murmured. "But Dover Castle is not the only place where danger lies," said I. "Madame has sworn " she began impetuously. "And M. de Perrencourt?" I interrupted. "He he gave his word to his sister," she said in a very low voice.
Since Heaven had given me my eyes, nothing on earth could prevent them opening when matter worth the looking was presented. And perhaps they might be open, and yet seem shut to M. de Perrencourt. With a final salute to the exalted company I went out; as I went they resumed their places at the table, M. de Perrencourt saying, "Come, let us finish. I must be away before dawn."
M. de Perrencourt felt that his turn was come; he stood there smiling. I found nothing to say; if I repeated my fiction of a message, the French gentleman, justly enraged, would betray me. "M. de Perrencourt seemed lonely, sir," I answered at last. "A little loneliness hurts no man," said the King. He took out his tablets and began to write.
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