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Madame de Simiane only repeated that she did not choose to have Mr. Law troubled, and so quitted her. Having, however, ascertained the dinner-hour, Madame de Bouchu passed before the house in her coach, and made her coachman and footman call out "Fire!" Immediately all the company quitted the table to know where the fire was, and among them Mr. Law appeared.
"I think I hear them in the passage," said the regent; "what do you think, Ravanne?" "I do not think at all," said Ravanne, "I let myself slip." And all three descended rapidly, and arrived on the terrace. "Here, here!" said a woman's voice, at the moment when Simiane strode over the parapet to descend his iron ladder.
"You hear, monseigneur," said a female voice from the room; "it is a challenge." "And as such I accept it." "Done, for a hundred louis." "I go halves with whoever likes," said Ravanne. "Bet with the marchioness," said Simiane; "I admit no one into my games." "Nor I," said the regent. "Marchioness," cried Ravanne, "fifty louis to a kiss." "Ask Philippe if he permits it."
Though the invitation was given in a strange manner, the regent joined his companions, laughing. By his gait it was easy to see that he himself was more than warmed. "Ah! dead drunk," replied Simiane, holding out his hand to the prince; "well, I bet you a hundred louis that, regent of France as you are, you will not do what I do."
Simiane replied that for a long time he had been so in the morning; that to-day there was nothing extraordinary about him, and that I was surprised simply because I did not see him at those hours; that nothing would be seen when he had shaken himself a little in dressing. There was still, however, much to be seen when he came to dress himself.
Honore," said the man in the cloak. "Forward, forward." "They are pursuing us," said Simiane; "quick to the other side; back." "I do not know what prevents me," said the man in the cloak, drawing a pistol from his belt and aiming at the regent, "from bringing him down like a partridge." "Thousand furies!" cried the coalheaver, stopping him, "you will get us all hanged and quartered."
Another lady, who pursued him everywhere, heard that he was at Madame de Simiane's, and immediately begged the latter to permit her to dine with her. Madame de Simiane went to her and said she must be excused for that day, as Mr. Law was to dine with her. Madame de Bouchu replied that it was for this reason expressly she wished to be invited.
And Simiane, seizing that kind of iron fan which we have said separated the windows of the drawing-room from those of the bedrooms, began to climb like an ape. "Monseigneur," cried Madame de Sabran, bounding on to the balcony, and catching the prince by the arm, "I hope you will not follow."
The window was opened, and one of the light horse appeared on the balcony. "Well?" said a voice, which the coalheaver and his companion recognized as that of the regent, from the interior of the room. "Well, Simiane, what kind of weather is it?" "Oh!" replied Simiane, "I think it snows." "You think it snows?" "Or rains, I do not know which," continued Simiane.
Having traversed a second interval of dry parched country, we crossed another pleasant valley, in which is situated the Château Simiane. This seat, visible about a mile to the left, was the residence of Pauline de Grignan, wife of the Marquis de Simiane; who is said to have inherited much of the talent and liveliness of her grandmother and mother. Her verses beginning with
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