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"The man of science visited a dealer he well knew a little parchment- faced old man who kept a dingy shop, where nothing was ever sold, within the shadow of the towers of Notre Dame. "The little parchment-faced old man had just the very thing that Monsieur wanted a singularly fine and well-proportioned 'study. It should be sent round and set up in Monsieur's laboratory that very afternoon.
"It could not have happened if God had not wished it," interrupted poor Amour, with the resignation that comes, alas! only with the last drop of the bitter cup. And that was about all. If Mr. Horace had not slipped away, he might have noticed the curious absence of monsieur's name, and of his own name, in the murmuring that followed. It would have given him some more ideas on the subject of woman.
"Ah!" he said, with relief, "it is the Colonel Gilbert. Yes; monsieur may see him, but no one else. Ah! But he is furious, I can tell you. He is in the verandah like a wild beast. I will take monsieur's horse."
"Be easy; Montresor is coming with a hundred of Monsieur's gentlemen. You will recognize him; he will be disguised as a master-mason, with a rule in his hand. But, above all, do not forget the passwords. Do you know them all well, you and your friends?" "Yes, all except the Abbe de Gondi, who has not yet arrived; but 'Dieu me pardonne', I think he is there himself!
I have made my worst enemy my willing tool I have made Monsieur's own son my cat's-paw. I have left no end loose, no contingency unprovided for and I am ruined by a freak of fate." "I never knew a failure yet but what the fault was fate's," Mayenne returned. "Call it accident, then, call it the devil, call it what you like!" Lucas cried. "I still maintain it was not my fault. Listen, monsieur."
A man cannot allow the heads of a dozen of his best friends to be cut off without feeling a little excitement; and as, since the accession of Mazarin to power, no heads had been cut off, Monsieur's occupation was gone, and his morale suffered from it. The life of the poor prince was then very dull.
"Oh, monsieur's chivalry is notorious. Precautions are unnecessary. It is your privilege, monsieur, to appoint the happy spot." "The spot is near at hand. Where you slew Pontou is the fitting place for you to die." "It is fitting for you to die in your own house," Lucas amended. Without further parley we turned into the Rue des Innocents, on our way to that of the Coupejarrets.
It was natural enough that the King should be more inclined to please his brother than me; but when Monsieur's conscience reproached him, he repented of having done me ill offices with the King, and he confessed this to the King; His Majesty would then come to us again immediately, notwithstanding the malicious contrivances of old Maintenon.
"Shall we not see our cousin the Cardinal?" said the King, turning, and looking at Montresor, one of Monsieur's gentlemen, as if to encourage him to answer. "He is said to be very ill just now, Sire," was the answer. "And yet I do not see how any but your Majesty can cure him," said the Duc de Beaufort.
"Monsieur's kindness in pointing out these things is truly touching!" exclaimed the rascal with a broad grin. "My friend is noted for such kindness!" laughed Felix. "And now let us get into the saddle. Is there a spare horse in the stables, landlord?" "Yes, monsieur," replied our host, whose limbs were shaking through fright. "Then we shall use it for Philippe.
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