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from the memoirs of a minister of france-第4部分

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〃A purpose!〃  she cried with withering scorn。  〃Was it not that the King might see that girl?〃

〃Yes;〃 I replied patiently; 〃it was。〃

She stared at me。  〃And you can tell me that to my face!〃  she said。

〃I see no reason why I should not; Madame;〃 I replied easily〃I cannot conceive why you should object to the unionand many why you should desire to see two people happy。  Otherwise; if I had had any idea; even the slightest; that the matter was obnoxious to you; I would not have engaged in it。〃

〃Butwhat was your purpose then?〃  she muttered; in a different tone。

〃To obtain the King's good word with M。 de Perrot to permit the marriage of his son with his niece; who is; unfortunately; without a portion。〃

Madame uttered a low exclamation; and her eyes wandering from me; she took upas if her thoughts strayed alsoa small ornament; from the table beside her。  〃Ah!〃  she said; looking at it closely。  〃But Perrot's son did he know of this?〃

〃No;〃 I answered; smiling。  〃But I have heard that women can love as well as men; Madame。  And sometimes ingenuously。〃

I heard her draw a sigh of relief; and I knew that if I had not persuaded her I had accomplished much。  I was not surprised when; laying down the ornament with which she had been toying; she turned on me one of those rare smiles to which the King could refuse nothing; and wherein wit; tenderness; and gaiety were so happily blended that no conceivable beauty of feature; uninspired by sensibility; could vie with them。  〃Good friend; I have sinned;〃 she said。  〃But I am a woman; and I love。  Pardon me。 As for your PROTEGEE; from this moment she is mine also。  I will speak to the King this evening; and if he does not at once;〃 Madame continued; with a gleam of archness that showed me that she was not yet free from suspicion; 〃issue his commands to M。 de Perrot; I shall know what to think; and his Majesty will suffer!〃

I thanked her profusely; and in fitting terms。  Then; after a word or two about some assignments for the expenses of her household; in settling which there had been delaya matter wherein; also; I contrived to do her pleasure and the King's service no wrongI very willingly took my leave; and; calling my people; started homewards on foot。  I had not gone twenty paces; however; before M。 de Perrot; whose impatience had chained him to the spot; crossed the street and joined himself to me。  〃My dear friend;〃 he cried; embracing me fervently; 〃is all well?〃

〃Yes;〃 I said。

〃She is appeased?〃

〃Absolutely。〃

He heaved a deep sigh of relief; and; almost crying in his joy; began to thank me; with all the extravagance of phrase and gesture to which men of his mean spirit are prone。  Through all I heard him silently; and with secret amusement; knowing that the end was not yet。  At length he asked me what explanation I had given。

〃The only explanation possible;〃 I answered bluntly。  〃I had to combat Madame's jealousy。  I did it in the only way in which it could be done:  by stating that your niece loved your son; and by imploring her good word on their behalf。〃

He sprang a pace from me with a cry of rage and astonishment。 〃You did that?〃  he screamed。

〃Softly; softly; M。 de Perrot;〃 I said; in a voice which brought him somewhat to his senses。  〃Certainly I did。  You bade me say whatever was necessary; and I did so。  No more。  If you wish; however;〃 I added grimly; 〃to explain to Madame that〃

But with a wail of lamentation he rushed from me; and in a moment was lost in the darkness; leaving me to smile at this odd termination of an intrigue that; but for a lad's adroitness; might have altered the fortunes not of M。 de Perrot only but of the King my master and of France。



II。 THE TENNIS BALLS。

A few weeks before the death of the Duchess of Beaufort; on Easter Eve; 1599; made so great a change in the relations of all at Court that 〃Sourdis mourning〃 came to be a phrase for grief; genuine because interested; an affair that might have had a serious issue began; imperceptibly at the time; in the veriest trifle。

One day; while the King was still absent from Paris; I had a mind to play tennis; and for that purpose summoned La Trape; who had the charge of my balls; and sometimes; in the absence of better company; played with me。  Of late the balls he bought had given me small satisfaction; and I bade him bring me the bag; that I might choose the best。  He did so; and I had not handled half…a… dozen before I found one; and later three others; so much more neatly sewn than the rest; and in all points so superior; that even an untrained eye could not fail to detect the difference。

〃Look; man!〃  I said; holding out one of these for his inspection。 〃These are balls; the rest are rubbish。  Cannot you see the difference?  Where did you buy these?  At Constant's?〃

He muttered; 〃No; my lord;〃 and looked confused。

This roused my curiosity。  〃Where; then?〃  I said sharply。

〃Of a man who was at the gate yesterday。〃

〃Oh!〃  I said。  〃Selling tennis balls?〃

〃Yes; my lord。〃

〃Some rogue of a marker;〃 I exclaimed; 〃from whom you bought filched goods!  Who was it; man?〃

〃I don't know his name;〃 La Trape answered。  〃He was a Spaniard。〃

〃Well?〃

〃Who wanted to have an audience of your excellency。〃

〃Ho!〃  I said drily。  〃Now I understand。  Bring me your book。 Or; tell me; what have you charged me for these balls?〃

〃Two francs;〃 he muttered reluctantly。

〃And never gave a sou; I'll swear!〃  I retorted。  〃You took the poor devil's balls; and left him at the gate!  Ay; it is rogues like you get me a bad name!〃  I continued; affecting more anger than I feltfor; in truth; I was rather pleased with my quickness in discovering the cheat。  〃You steal and I bear the blame; and pay to boot!  Off with you and find the fellow; and bring him to me; or it will be the worse for you!〃

Glad to escape so easily; La Trape ran to the gate; but he failed to find his friend; and two or three days elapsed before I thought again of the matter; such petty rogueries being ingrained in a great man's VALETAILLE; and being no more to be removed than the hairs from a man's arm。  At the end of that time La Trape came to me; bringing the Spaniard; who had appeared again at the gate。  The stranger proved to be a small; slight man; pale and yet brown; with quick…glancing eyes。  His dress was decent; but very poor; with more than one rent neatly darned。  He made me a profound reverence; and stood waiting; with his cap in his hand; to be addressed; but; with all his humility; I did not fail to detect an easiness of deportment and a propriety that did not seem absolutely strange since he was a Spaniard; but which struck me; nevertheless; as requiring some explanation。  I asked him; civilly; who he was。  He answered that his name was Diego。

〃You speak French?〃

〃I am of Guipuzcoa; my lord;〃 he answered; 〃where we sometimes speak three tongues。〃

〃That is true;〃 I said。  〃And it is your trade to make tennis balls?〃

〃No; my lord; to use them;〃 he answered with a certain dignity。

〃You are a player; then?〃

〃If it please your excellency。〃

〃Where have you played?〃

〃At Madrid; where I was the keeper of the Duke of Segovia's court; and at Toledo; where I frequently had the honour of playing against M。 de Montserrat。〃

〃You are a good player?〃

〃If your excellency;〃 he answered impulsively; 〃will give me an opportunity〃

〃Softly; softly;〃 I said; somewhat taken aback by his earnestness。  〃Granted that you are a player; you seem to have played to small purpose。。 Why are you here; my friend; and not in Madrid?〃

He drew up his sleeves; and showed me that his wrists were deeply scarred。

I shrugged my shoulders。  〃You have been in the hands of the Holy Brotherhood?〃  I said。

〃No; my lord;〃 he answered bitterly。  〃Of the Holy Inquisition。〃

〃You are a Protestant?〃

He bowed。

On that I fell to considering him with more attention; but at the same time with some distrust; reflecting that he was a Spaniard; and recalling the numberless plots against his Majesty of which that nation had been guilty。  Still; if his tale were true he deserved support; with a view therefore to testing this I questioned him farther; and learned that he had for a long time disguised his opinions; until; opening them in an easy moment to a fellow servant; he found himself upon the first occasion of quarrel betrayed to the Fathers。  After suffering much; and giving himself up for lost in their dungeons; he made his escape in a manner sufficiently remarkable; if I might believe his story。  In the prison with him lay a Moor; for whose exchange against a Christian taken by the Sallee pirates an order came down。  It arrived in the evening; the Moor was to be removed in the morning。  An hour after the arrival of the news; however; and when the two had just been locked up for the night; the Moor; overcome with excess of joy; suddenly expired。  At first the Spaniard was for giving the alarm; but; being an ingenious fellow; in a few minutes he summoned all his wits together and made a plan。  Contriving to blacken his face and hands with charcoal he changed clothes with the corpse; and muffling himself up after the fashion of the Moors in a cold climate he succeeded in the early morning in passing out in his place。  Those who had charge of him had no reason to expect an escape; and once on the road he had little difficulty in getting away; and eventually reached France after a succession of narrow chances。

All this the man told me so simply that I knew not which to admire more; the daring of his devicesince for a white man to pass for a brown is beyond the common scope of such disguisesor his present modesty in relating it。  However; neither of these things seemed to my mind a good reason for disbelief。  As to the one; I considered that an impostor would have put forward something more simple; and as to the other; I have all my life long observed that those who have had strange experiences tell them in a very ordinary way。  Besides; I had fresh in my mind the diverting escape of the Duke of Nemours from Lyons; which I have elsewhere related。  On the other hand; and despite all these things; the story might be false; so with a view to testing one part of it; at least; I bade h
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