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Now, Julot knows our tastes, our various fancies, and he undertakes ..." "Capital! Capital!" He had been registered under the names of Jean Marie Mathieu Valot, but he was never called anything but Mademoiselle. He was the idiot of the district, but not one of those wretched, ragged idiots who live on public charity.
The position of the different persons present was precisely the same: the king was seated, Saint-Aignan leaning over the back of his armchair, D'Artagnan with his back against the wall, and Manicamp still standing. "Well, M. Valot," said the king, "did you obey my directions?" "With the greatest alacrity, sire." "You went to the doctor's house in Fontainebleau?" "Yes, sire."
"Yes," said Valot; "not only did I believe it, but, at this very moment, I would swear it." "Well, my dear doctor, you have dreamt it." "I have dreamt it!" "M. de Guiche's wound a mere dream; the bullet, a dream. So, take my advice, and prate no more about it." "Well said," returned the king, "M. d'Artagnan's advice is sound.
"Monsieur Valot is not far off; I believe he is in Madame's apartment." "Why is he with Madame?" "Madame is troubled with nervous attacks." "A very fine disorder, indeed! There is little good in M. Valot being there, when a very different physician would quickly cure Madame."
"Very well! and now summon M. d'Artagnan; I hope you are no longer afraid of him." "Oh, sire, from the very moment I am sure of your majesty's kind disposition, I no longer fear anything!" "Call him, then," said the king. Manicamp opened the door, and said, "Gentlemen, the king wishes you to return." D'Artagnan, Saint-Aignan, and Valot entered.
Madame de Motteville looked up with an air of great surprise, as she replied, "Another doctor instead of M. Valot? whom do you mean?" "Occupation, Motteville, occupation. If any one is really ill, it is my poor daughter." "And your majesty, too." "Less so this evening, though." "Do not believe that too confidently, madame," said De Motteville.
Valot preceded the favorite and the captain, leaving the king and Manicamp alone in the cabinet. The king, determined to be satisfied that no one was listening, went himself to the door, and then returned precipitately and placed himself opposite Manicamp. "And now we are alone, Monsieur de Manicamp, explain yourself." "With the greatest frankness, sire," replied the young man.
"As regards the state he is in, Madame, he is seriously ill; his physician is M. Valot, his majesty's private medical attendant. M. Valot is moreover assisted by a professional friend, to whose house M. de Guiche has been carried." "What! he is not in the chateau?" said Madame. "Alas, Madame! the poor fellow was so ill, that he could not even be conveyed thither."
"Gentlemen," said the king, "I summoned you for the purposes of saying that Monsieur de Manicamp's explanation has entirely satisfied me." D'Artagnan glanced at Valot and Saint-Aignan, as much as to say, "Well! did I not tell you so?"
Do not speak of your dream to any one, Monsieur Valot, and, upon the word of a gentleman, you will have no occasion to repent it. Good evening, gentlemen; a very sad affair, indeed, is a wild boar-hunt!" "A very serious thing, indeed," repeated D'Artagnan, in a loud voice, "is a wild boar-hunt!" and he repeated it in every room through which he passed; and left the chateau, taking Valot with him.
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