from the memoirs of a minister of france-第33章
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uppose that he had heard amiss and continue his usual catechism。 And so it proved。 In a voice that shook a little; he asked; 〃Whom do you bring to me?〃
〃A sinner;〃 the King answered。
〃What has he done?〃
〃He will tell you。〃
〃I am listening;〃 the unknown said。
The light in the basin flared up a little; casting dark shadows on the ceiling; and at the same moment the shutter; which I had failed to fasten securely; fell open with a grinding sound。 One of the curtains swayed a little in the breeze; 〃I have robbed my master;〃 I said; slowly。
〃Of how much?〃
〃A hundred and twenty thousand crowns。〃
The bed shook until the boards creaked under it; but this time no hand grasped the curtains。 Instead; a strained voicethick and coarse; yet differing from that muffled tone which we had heard beforeasked; 〃Who are you?〃
〃Jules Fauchet。〃
I waited。 The King; who understood nothing but had listened to my answers with eager attention; and marked no less closely the agitation which they caused in the unknown; leant forward to listen。 But the bed creaked no more; the curtain hung still; even the voice; which at last issued from the curtains; was no more like the ordinary accents of a man than are those which he utters in the paroxysms of epilepsy。 〃Are yousorry?〃 the unknown mutteredinvoluntarily; I think; hoping against hope; not daring to depart from a formula which had become second nature。 But I could fancy him clawing; as he spoke; at his choking throat。
France; however; had suffered too long at the hands of that race of men; and I had been too lately vilified by them to feel much pity; and for answer I lifted a voice that to the quailing wretch must have been the voice of doom。 〃Sorry?〃 I said grimly。 〃I must beor hang! For to…morrow the King examines his books; and the next day Ihang!〃
The King's hand was on mine; to stop me before the last word was out; but his touch came too late。 As it rang through the room one of the curtains before us was twitched aside; and a face glared out; so ghastly and drawn and horror…stricken; that few would have known it for that of the wealthy fermier; who had grown sleek and fat on the King's revenues。 I do not know whether he knew us; or whether; on the contrary; he found this accusation; so precise; so accurate; coming from an unknown source; still more terrible than if he had known us; but on the instant he fell forward in a swoon。
〃St。 Gris!〃 Henry cried; looking on the body with a shudder; 〃you have killed him; Grand Master! It was true; was it?〃
〃Yes; sire;〃 I answered。 〃But he is not dead; I think。〃 And going to the window I whistled for Maignan; who in a minute came to us。 He was not very willing to touch the man; but I bade him lay him on the bed and loosen his clothes and throw water on his face; and presently M。 Fauchet began to recover。
I stepped a little aside that he might not see me; and accordingly the first person on whom his eyes lighted was the King; who had laid aside his hat and cloak; and taken the terrified and weeping child on his lap。 M。 Fauchet stared at him awhile before he recognised him; but at last the trembling man knew him; and tottering to his feet; threw himself on his knees; looking years older than when I had last seen him in the street。
〃Sire;〃 he said faintly; 〃I will make restitution。〃
Henry looked at him gravely; and nodded。 〃It is well;〃 he said。 〃You are fortunate; M。 Fauchet; for had this come to my ears in any other way I could not have spared you。 You will render your accounts and papers to M。 de Sully to…morrow; and according as you are frank with him you will be treated。〃
Fauchet thanked him with abject tears; and the King rose and prepared to leave。 But at the door a thought struck him; and he turned。 〃How long have you done this?〃 he said; indicating the room by a gesture; and speaking in a gentler tone。
〃Three years; sire;〃 the wretched man answered。
〃And how much have you distributed?〃
〃Fifteen hundred crowns; sire。〃
The King cast an indescribable look at me; wherein amusement; scorn; and astonishment were all blended。 〃St。 Gris! man!〃 he said; shrugging his shoulders and drawing in his breath sharply; 〃you think God is as easily duped as the King! I wish I could think so。〃
He did not speak again until we were half…way back to the Louvre; when he opened his mouth to announce his intention of rewarding me with a tithe of the money recovered。 It was duly paid to me; and I bought with it part of the outlying lands of Villebon those; I mean; which extend towards Chartres。 The rest of the money; notwithstanding all my efforts; was wasted here and there; Pimentel winning thirty crowns of the King that year。 But the discovery led to others of a similar character; and eventually set me on the track of a greater offender; M。 l'Argentier; whom I brought to justice a few months later。
IX。 THE MAID OF HONOUR。
In accordance with my custom I gave an entertainment on the last day of this year to the King and Queen; who came to the Arsenal with a numerous train; and found the diversions I had provided so much to their taste that they did not leave until I was half dead with fatigue; and like to be killed with complaisance。 Though this was not the most splendid entertainment I gave that year; it had the good fortune to please; and in a different and less agreeable fashion is recalled to my memory by a peculiar chain of events; whereof the first link came under my eyes during its progress。
I have mentioned in an earlier part of these memoirs; a Portuguese adventurer who; about this time; gained large sums from the Court at play; and more than once compelled the King to have recourse to me。 I had the worst opinion of this man; and did not scruple to express it on several occasions; and this the more; as his presumption fell little short of his knavery; while he treated those whom he robbed with as much arrogance as if to play with him were an honour。 Holding this view of him; I was far from pleased when I discovered that the King had brought him to my house; but the feeling; though sufficiently strong; sank to nothing beside the indignation and disgust which I experienced when; the company having fallen to cards after supper; I found that the Queen had sat down with him to primero。
It did not lessen my annoyance; that I had; after my usual fashion; furnished the Queen with a purse for her sport; and in this way found myself reduced to stand by and see my good money pass into the clutches of this knave。 Under the circumstances; and in my own house; I could do nothing; nevertheless; the table at which they sat possessed so strong a fascination for me that I several times caught myself staring at it more closely than was polite; and as to disgust at the unseemliness of such companionship was added vexation at my own loss; I might have gone farther towards betraying my feelings if a casual glance aside had not disclosed to me the fact that I did not stand alone in my dissatisfaction; but that; frivolous as the majority of the courtiers were; there was one at least among those present who viewed this particular game with distaste。
This person stood near the door; and fancying himself secured from observation; either by his position or his insignificance; was glowering on the pair in a manner that at another time must have cost him a rebuke。 As it was; I found something friendly; as well as curious; in his fixed frown; and ignorant of his name; though I knew him by sight; wondered both who he was and what was the cause of his preoccupation。
On the one point I had no difficulty in satisfying myself。 Boisrueil; who presently passed; told me that his name was Vallon; that he belonged to a poor but old family in the Cotentin; and that he had been only three months at court。
〃Making his fortune; I suppose?〃 I said grimly。 〃He games?〃
〃No; your excellency。〃
〃Is in debt?〃
〃Not to my knowledge。〃
〃To whom does he pay his court; then?〃
〃To the King。〃
〃And the Queen?〃
〃Not particularlyas far as I know; at least。 But if you wish to know more; M。 le Duc;〃 Boisrueil continued; 〃I will〃
〃No; no;〃 I said peevishly。 The Queen had just handed her last