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The chance was fatal to the minister. See upon what trifles depend those destinies which are called great. "Is it not Monsieur de Cinq-Mars?" said the King, in a loud voice. "Let him approach; I am waiting for him." Young D'Effiat approached on horseback, and at some paces from the King desired to set foot to earth; but hardly had his leg touched the ground when he dropped upon his knees.
"And I," answered Henri d'Effiat, "I have been very culpable toward you; but I will relate to you all the causes of my neglect. I can speak of them, but I was ashamed to write them. But how good you are! Your friendship has never relaxed." "I knew you too well," replied De Thou; "I knew that there could be no real coldness between us, and that my soul had its echo in yours."
Horses were ready on the road to Italy, and boats upon the Rhone had been previously engaged. The young Marquis d'Effiat, elder brother of Cinq-Mars, dressed as a Carthusian, traversed the crowd, without ceasing, between the Place des Terreaux and the little house in which his mother and sister were concealed with the Presidente de Pontac, the sister of the unfortunate De Thou.
Isn't he worth more than the other fellow with the white moustache? Come, my son, bring us out some good wine this morning." Henri d'Effiat pressed, blushing deeply the while, his friend's hand, who hastened to have his doors closed. "This popular favor is a cup one must drink," said he, as they ascended the stairs.
Every one went to the windows which overlooked the court, except Madame d'Effiat, who was still seated and suffering. "He sets off at full gallop. That is a good sign," said the Marechal, laughing. "Oh, heavens!" cried the young Princess, retiring from the bay-window. "What is the matter?" said the mother. "Nothing, nothing!" said M. de Launay.
Is it to you, Monsieur d'Aignou, Monsieur de Mouy, that I need tell how many gentlemen are eager to join your companies of men-at-arms and light-horse, to fight the Cardinalists; how many in Touraine and in Auvergne, where lay the lands of the House of D'Effiat, and whence will march two thousand seigneurs, with their vassals?
Although Bassompierre had nothing of the dreamer in his character, the tone which the conversation had taken at dinner returned to his memory, and he reconsidered his life, the sad changes which the new reign had wrought in it, a reign which seemed to have breathed upon him a wind of misfortune the death of a cherished sister; the irregularities of the heir of his name; the loss of his lands and of his favor; the recent fate of his friend, the Marechal d'Effiat, whose chambers he now occupied.
The Chief-President, D'Effiat, the Marechal de Villeroy, the Marechal de Villars, the Marechal d'Huxelles, and other devoted friends of M. du Maine, were completely terrified; they did not dare to say a word; they kept out of the way; did not leave their houses except from necessity; fear was painted upon their faces.
Pardon, for we have greatly erred in walking but for a single day in the same paths which, on earth, possess but one name to whatever end it may tend!" Joseph interrupted him harshly, stamping his foot on the ground: "When you have finished your prayer," said he, "you will perhaps inform me whether you will assist me; and I will instantly " "Never, impure wretch, never!" said Henri d'Effiat.
Behold, then, the Duchesse de Nevers and Mantua, the Princesse Marie de Gonzaga, the wife of Monsieur Henri d'Effiat, Marquis de Cinq-Mars, exiled!" "Well, Madame, I will follow him into exile. It is my duty; I am his wife!" exclaimed Marie, sobbing. "I would I knew he were already banished and in safety." "Dreams of eighteen!" said the Queen, supporting Marie. "Awake, child, awake! you must.
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