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I had ever believed Count Saxe's star led him not to statecraft, but to war. He named me first to go with him, Gaston Cheverny and Beauvais, and, of course, Mademoiselle Capello. He told me to represent to Francezka it would be better for her to assume her boy's dress on our retreat. I went to the other end of the terrace, to Francezka's tower, and knocked softly on the window.
If all the world were one Jean Saxe I would believe Ursula de Vesc's No! against him." "Good boy," repeated Villon, speaking, as it were, to the world at large. "The very first time I saw him I said he was the image of myself. Monsieur d'Argenton, what is Jean Saxe's story?" "That by Mademoiselle de Vesc's directions Hugues sounded him on behalf of the Dauphin, but vaguely at first.
Jacques Haret, the rogue, was a pleasant table companion, and exerted himself to make the time pass joyfully. It was late before we parted, and then, in good spirits. My chamber, as always, was next Count Saxe's. I tumbled into bed, and for the first time since I had crossed the French frontier, eighteen months before, I slept with both eyes shut.
I am the most peaceable creature alive, and never but twice did I lose my temper over the matter of Count Saxe's greatness. Once was when a bragging rascal of a pseudo-nobleman from the marches of Brandenburg dared to call this greatness into question, and with offensive words. I gave him his choice of taking a hundred kicks in the stomach or having his ears cut off.
Two weeks to the day on which Gaston Cheverny had left Strasburg he rode up to Count Saxe's quarters and dismounted. I happened to be waiting at the door for Count Saxe, and so saw Gaston Cheverny when he flung himself off his horse. Although it was in the dusk of an autumn evening, I saw, as well as felt, that Gaston Cheverny radiated happiness.
He had a way of sharpening his wit on Count Saxe, behind Count Saxe's back and besides, Mademoiselle Lecouvreur liked him too well. But that was because he wrote the part of Mariamne for her. Nevertheless, I did not make the mistake of belittling him. Jacques Haret, who knew everybody in Paris, recognized the pair as they entered the garden.
Give me twenty minutes and you will say the Black Dog of Amboise is no cur." Nor was Jean Saxe's boast unjustified. La Mothe not only supped but ate, and with such satisfaction that in the peace of a healthy hunger crowned with as healthy a digestion unappreciated blessings of four-and-twenty he forgot alike King and Dauphin, Valmy and the Grey Gates of Amboise in the shadows across the road.
"I am pleased to see that you have brought me soldiers instead of the popinjays and dandies which I have heretofore seen." Now this was true of Count Saxe's regiment in spite of the inroads of luxury upon the youngsters, for my old Uhlans were among them, and the whole regiment enjoyed the names of "Clear-the-way-boys," and "Storm-alongs," which our Uhlans had earned long since.
We were well received, no one suspecting anything, and ordered breakfast in a private room. We heard the people about the inn discussing Count Saxe's escape, and we concluded he had got away safely. It lifted a load from our hearts. We were very merry while we were at breakfast. It seemed no more than a delightful escapade, and we spoke of how we should tell it in the saloons of Paris.
The evening was cold, and a fire blazed upon the hearth, before which Gaston stretched his legs and pulled off his boots, replacing them with fine shoes of Spanish leather. We had only been separated four weeks, but we had many questions to ask of each other. Gaston, as a soldier, was eager to know of Count Saxe's plans.
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