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Updated: June 20, 2025
"And here is Ribeirac coming." "Do you hear him?" "I see him. Here, Ribeirac!" "Are you fighting?" cried Ribeirac. "Good morning, Livarot; good morning, Antragues." "Let us charge them," said Antragues. The bourgeois looked in stupefaction at this reinforcement that was about to join the attacking party. "They are a regiment," said the captain of the militia.
The young men arrived under the balcony. "M. de Monsoreau," they cried, "do you intend to be present at our combat? if so, be quick, for we wish to arrive first." They waited, but no one answered. "Did you put up that ladder?" asked Antragues of a man who was examining the ground. "God forbid!" replied he. "Why so?" "Look up." "Blood!" cried Ribeirac.
His hand was soon bleeding in several places, and Antragues had also wounded him in the breast; but at each wound he repeated, "It is nothing." Livarot and Maugiron were still unwounded. Ribeirac and Schomberg recommenced; the former was pierced through the breast, and Schomberg was wounded in the neck.
"Antragues," said he, "on my honor, I am innocent of the death of Bussy." "Oh! I believe you, monsieur," cried Antragues, much moved. "Fly!" murmured Quelus; "the king will never forgive you." "I cannot abandon you thus, even to escape the scaffold." "Save yourself, young man," said Chicot; "do not tempt Providence twice in one day." Antragues approached Ribeirac, who still breathed.
Ribeirac was mortally wounded, and Schomberg rushed on him and gave him another; but he, with his right hand, seized his opponent's, and with his left plunged his dagger into his heart. Schomberg fell back, dragging Ribeirac with him.
"Monsieur de Monsoreau my colonel, MM. de Ribeirac and d'Antragues my captains, and M. Livarot, my lieutenant of the guards, take your places." Each of those named took the posts which, at a real coronation, etiquette would have assigned to them. Meanwhile, the cardinal had passed behind the altar to put on his pontifical robes; soon he reappeared with the holy vial.
The steps of his horse resounded on the frozen ground, and they went slowly and with precaution, for it was slippery. "This time," said Quelus, "it is he." "Impossible," said Maugiron. "Why?" "Because he is alone, and we left him with Livarot, Antragues, and Ribeirac, who would not have let him run such a risk." "It is he, however; do you not recognize his insolent way of carrying his head?"
Meanwhile, Antragues went into the adjoining room; there also blood was everywhere, and this blood led to the window. He leaned out and looked into the little garden. The iron spikes still held the livid corpse of the unhappy Bussy. At this sight, it was not a cry, but a yell, that Antragues uttered. Livarot ran to see what it was, and Ribeirac followed. "Look!" said Antragues, "Bussy dead!
And at these words, the poor king, trembling, began to pray. Rising again in a few minutes, he cried: "If Quelus only remembers the thrust I taught him! As for Schomberg, he is so cool that he ought to kill Ribeirac; Maugiron, also, should be more than a match for Livarot. But D'Epernon, he is lost; fortunately he is the one of the four whom I love least.
"And I will live; therefore tranquilize yourself, Diana. Besides, I am well seconded you do not know my friends; Antragues uses his sword as well as I do, Ribeirac is so steady on the ground that his eyes and his arms alone seem to be alive, and Livarot is as active as a tiger. Believe me, Diana, I wish there were more danger, for there would be more honor."
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