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But at that moment the chamber door was opened, and the old Abbe Quillet appeared. "My children! my dear children!" exclaimed the old man, weeping bitterly. "Alas! why was I only permitted to enter to-day? Dear Henri, your mother, your brother, your sister, are concealed here." "Be quiet, Monsieur l'Abbe!" said Grandchamp; "do come to the terrace, Monseigneur."
But on this occasion he appeared moved by the Italian song, and twisted his moustache, which was always with him a sign of embarrassment and distress. He even omitted a rough sound something like a laugh, and said: "Pretty enough, 'mordieu! that recalls to my mind the siege of Casal; but be silent, little one. I have not yet heard the Abbe Quillet come. This troubles me.
"Now let him go," said a voice at the corner of the street; and at the same moment was heard the galloping of horses. "Grandchamp, wilt thou answer?" cried Cinq-Mars. "Help, Henri, my dear boy!" exclaimed the voice of the Abbe Quillet. "Whence come you? You endanger me," said the grand ecuyer, approaching him.
They could scarcely see each other, but found that the Abbe Quillet, seated between them, was there awaiting them. They could see through the little grating the shadow of his hood. Henri d'Effiat approached slowly; he was regulating, as it were, the remainder of his destiny.
Marie had already heard that name from the lips of the watchman Quillet; it now shot like a flash of lightning through her soul. "Yes, his mistress," replied the count. "What is there so surprising in that?" "I thought Monsieur Nathan too busy to have a mistress. Do authors have time to make love?"
I hope, moreover, that the result will not be fatal, and that the letter we have written to the King will arrive in time." "I heard that it had been intercepted," interposed Cinq-Mars. "Then all is over," said the Abbe Quillet; "the Cure is lost. But listen. God forbid, my son, that I, your old tutor, should seek to assail my own work, and attempt to weaken your faith!
"Yes; but he will not dare to make it triumph," answered the sage De Thou. "Beware of this warmth of heart, which often draws you by sudden and dangerous movements. Do not attack a colossus like Richelieu without having measured him." "That is just like my tutor, the Abbe Quillet.
Cardinal Mazarine gave the same kind of treatment to the learned Quillet, who had reflected upon his eminence in a famous Latin poem. The cardinal sent for him, and, after some kind expostulations upon what he had written, assured him of his esteem, and dismissed him with a promise of the next good abbey that should fall, which he accordingly conferred upon him in a few months after.
I hope, moreover, that the result will not be fatal, and that the letter we have written to the King will arrive in time." "I heard that it had been intercepted," interposed Cinq-Mars. "Then all is over," said the Abbe Quillet; "the Cure is lost. But listen. God forbid, my son, that I, your old tutor, should seek to assail my own work, and attempt to weaken your faith!
Arrived an hour before her, with his old valet, he had found this open a certain and understood sign that the Abbe Quillet, his tutor, awaited him at the accustomed place. His care to prevent any surprise had made him remain himself to guard the entrance until the arrival of Marie. Delighted as he was at the punctuality of the good Abbe, he would still scarcely leave his post to thank him.
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