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"If, sire, you will only give me time to remodel my dress," said D'Epernon. "Go to my room, D'Epernon; my valet de chambre will give you what you want." "And I, sire, must have a bath," said Schomberg. "Go to my bath." "Then I may hope, sire, that my insult will not remain unavenged." Henri remained silent a moment, and then said, "Quelus, ask if M. d'Anjou has returned to the Louvre."
The four young men looked at each other; then Quelus, red with anger, said: "It is very fine of M. de Bussy, but however little we may be worth, we can each do our own work; we will accept, therefore, the count's proposal, fighting separately, or rather, which will be still better, as we do not seek to assassinate a gallant man, chance shall decide which of us shall fight M. de Bussy."
Luc tried hard to inspire in them a security which he did not feel himself; and his friends, Maugiron, Schomberg, and Quelus, clothed in their most magnificent dresses, stiff in their splendid doublets, with enormous frills, added to his annoyance by their ironical lamentations. "Eh! mon Dieu! my poor friend," said Jacques de Levis, Comte de Quelus, "I believe now that you are done for.
He therefore begged the Queen my mother to set things to rights, and to prevail on my brother to forget all that had happened, and to bear no resentment against these young men, but to make up the breach betwixt Bussi and Quelus.
"One adversary turns out to have a damaged arm, which would make it a disgrace to kill him, and the other puts me under obligation for my life. But, M. de Quelus, your arm will recover." "I hope so, if for only one reason," replied Quelus. Bussy d'Amboise then bowed to me, and strode on his way. He was joined at the next crossing of streets by four lackeys, who had been waiting in shadow.
How I admired him, though my heart sank at the sight of him; for I knew he had come to demand my death! It was the Duke of Guise. Presently the curtains parted, he passed in, and they fell behind him. And now my heart beat like a hammer on an anvil. Had De Quelus forgotten me? Again the curtains parted. Marguerite came out, but this time entirely alone.
"I, and before everything, let me thank you for the service you rendered me." "Ah! it was quite natural; I could not bear to see a brave gentleman assassinated: I thought you killed." "It did not want much to do it, but I got off with a wound, which I think I repaid with interest to Schomberg and D'Epernon. As for Quelus, he may thank the bones of his head: they are the hardest I ever knew."
Antragues struck him with his dagger again and again, but Quelus managed to seize his hands, and twisted round him like a serpent, with arms and legs. Antragues, nearly suffocated, reeled and fell, but on the unfortunate Quelus. He managed to disengage himself, for Quelus' powers were failing him, and, leaning on one arm, gave him a last blow. "Vive le r " said Quelus, and that was all.
He was joyfully admitted into the seminary, and having already received a university education, was soon promoted to holy orders, and raised to the dignity of the priesthood. His glowing zeal impelled him to volunteer for the mission of Ville-Marie, where he eventually succeeded M. de Quelus as Superior of the Montreal Seminary, which he governed happily for many years.
Of the various predictions as to the future of France, I chose this one, perhaps because it was the only one which permitted me to follow out my wishes without outraging my sense of duty. Before I could answer De Quelus, a voice said, "The King!"
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