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Chapter 4 HOW MADAME DE ST. LUC HAD PASSED THE NIGHT.

Word Count: 1387    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

avished on him their sweetest smiles. He had succeeded La Mole in the affections of Queen Marguerite, who had committed for him so many follies, that even her husband, insensible

n, and intrigue, he had remained insensible; and he w

St. Luc saw Bussy enter, th

Luc at home?

monsi

hall I f

ll very anxious about him, for he

nse

true, m

ame de S

he is

med if she will allow me

returned, saying Madame de St. Luc

e, and her jet black hair made her look more so; her eyes were red fr

," said she, "in spite of the

, madame? how can

ast night between you and

me and

he to the king. You have quarrelled-do not hide it from me. You must u

lous. I expected you t

you; he did

ot he who wounded me. Indeed, he did all he

tell me? I hav

him? Then your port

n him since ele

ere can

d rather

ll me about it,

looked at him w

uch blood, and scarcely know what I am say

carried him off, the shutting of the doors

, I understand

ou unde

o the Louvre and once there

why

is a sta

, and I also, and the guards said

eason that he s

think

, and if you wis

ow

seei

an

tain

hey win send me away,

ou like

he is no

Come; but they will not l

and it is very cru

and have black eyes; you are like my youngest page,

M. Bussy," cried

od but this. If you w

ive all the wo

at you shall withou

, b

ld yo

it; shall I sen

me this evening at the Rue St. Honoré. and we will go together t

suspicions,

aking leave he wen

tiful in her disguise. At the end of the Rue St. Germain-l'Auxerrois they

ll make a triumphal e

eur," cried h

he joyfully, "I heard you were badly

elf. You get me into nice situations; that ball at St. Luc's was a reg

r it, Bussy; they

ith his usual liberty, "and you

e to the Louvre, a

l I see, m

speak to m

ise me re

be content. You hesit

r, I know y

I tel

eanne. "There will be a quarrel between the

follow you; if I am insulted, at l

ear the duke, while his

prince, "I charge myself with it. I know

ss has taken the t

aw t

ried Bussy,

They barely missed killing me in your place. Ah! I di

el

you?" asked the prince, wi

s alone,

ith me; and why

preserve my name

ey woun

pleasure of knowing it, but I

ly said he was sure they

uses his sword as well as his lute, you thought they

w who they wer

against some friends of yours. Now, as there is hardly any one but myself

t, my dear Bussy, but I d

your promise," said Bussy,

ave me,

ar a great noise I will c

ecret staircase, traversed two or three

or me," said

eu! you lea

rovide for yo

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