"I must go back to the Louvre," Francois said, "and take my place by the King of Navarre. He is going to see the king, and to demand permission to leave Paris at once. Conde and La Rochefoucault are going to see the king, as soon as they return from the Admiral's, for the same purpose; as it is evident their lives are not safe here."
Philip made his way to the Admiral's house in the Rue2 de Bethisy. Numbers of Huguenot gentlemen were hurrying in that direction; all, like himself, armed, and deeply moved with grief and indignation; for Coligny was regarded with a deep affection, as well as reverence3, by his followers5. Each, as he overtook others, eagerly inquired the news; for as yet most of them had learned nothing beyond vague rumours6 of the affair.
Philip's account of it increased their indignation. So it was no act of a mere7 fanatic8, but the work of the Guises10, and probably of Catharine and Anjou.
In a short time between two and three hundred gentlemen were gathered in the courtyard and antechamber of Coligny's house. Some walked up and down, silent and stern. Others gathered in groups, and passionately12 discussed the matter. This was an attack not only upon the Admiral but upon the Huguenots in general. It was the work of the Guises, ever the deadliest foes14 of the Reformed faith--the authors of every measure taken against them, the cause of all the blood that had been shed in the civil wars.
One thing was certain: all must leave Paris, and prepare for a renewal15 of the war. But it was equally certain they could not leave until the Admiral was fit to be moved.
"Truly he is a saint," said one of the gentlemen, who had come down from the room where Coligny was lying. "He suffered atrociously in the hands of the surgeon, for he had come without his instruments, and amputated Coligny's fingers with a dagger16 so blunt that it was only on the third attempt that he succeeded. Merlin, his minister, was by his side, with several of his most intimate friends. We were in tears at the sight of our noble chief thus traitorously17 struck down. He turned to us and said calmly:
"'My friends, why do you weep? As for me, I deem myself happy at having thus received wounds for the sake of God.'
"Then he said that, most sincerely, he forgave the man who wounded him, and those who had instigated18 him to make the attack; knowing for certain that it was beyond their power to hurt him for, even should they kill him, death would be a certain passage to life."
An hour later Francois arrived.
"The prince has seen the king, Philip. He is furious, and has sworn that he will inflict19 the most signal punishment upon the authors and instigators of the crime: Coligny had received the wound, but he himself most felt the smart. The King of Navarre told me he was sure that Charles was deeply in earnest. He feels it in a threefold sense: first, because it is the renewal of the troubles that he had hoped had been put an end to; in the second place, because Coligny is his guest; and lastly, because he has the greatest respect and confidence in him, not only believing in his wisdom, but knowing that his counsel is always sincere and disinterested20.
"He is coming to visit the Admiral himself, this afternoon, Philip. It is no use our staying here. There is nothing to be done, and no prospect21 of seeing the Admiral."
As they moved towards the entrance to the courtyard, the Count de Valecourt joined them.
"I have just left the Admiral," he said. "He is easier, and the king's surgeon is of opinion that he will recover from his wounds, and possibly may be fit to travel in a litter, in another week."
"That is good news, indeed," Francois said; "for the sooner we are all out of Paris, the better."
"There is no doubt of that," the count agreed; "but as all say that the king is furious at this attack upon the Admiral, I do not think the Guises dare strike another blow for some time. Still, I shall be glad, indeed, when we can set forth22.
"It is certain we cannot leave the Admiral here. The villains23 who are responsible for the attempt will be furious at its failure, and next time they may use the weapon to which they are most accustomed--poison. Even if the king himself begged him to stay at the Louvre, until cured, Catharine de Medici is there; and I would not trust him under the same roof with her, for all my estates.
"We have been talking it over, and all agree that we must wait until he can be moved. Inconstant as Charles is, there can be no fear of a change in his friendly intentions now. He has already closed all the gates of Paris save two, and everyone who goes in or out is closely questioned, and has to show his papers."
"Come in, monsieur," he said. "My daughter is terribly upset at this attack upon the Admiral, for whom she has a profound reverence and, were she a Catholic, would, I doubt not, make him her patron saint."
"How is he, father?" Claire asked eagerly, as they entered the room.
"He is better, Claire. The king's physician thinks he has every chance of recovering."
"God be praised!" she said earnestly. "It would indeed have been a terrible day for us all, had the assassin taken his life; and it would have seemed a mark of Heaven's anger at this marriage of the Protestant king with a Catholic princess. What says King Charles?"
"He is as angry as any of us; and declares that the assassin, and those who abetted25 him, shall be punished in the severest manner. He has visited the Admiral, and expressed his grief and indignation to him."
"I shall be glad to be back in Dauphiny, father. This city, with its wickedness and its violence, is hateful to me."
"We shall go soon, dear. The doctor hopes that, in a week, the Admiral will be well enough to be moved in a litter; and we shall all accompany him."
"A week is a long time, father. So much may happen in a week."
"There is no fear of anything happening, Claire. You must not let this sad business affect your nerves. The anger of the king is so great that you may be sure none will attempt to repeat this stroke.
"What think you, Monsieur de Laville?"
"I agree with you altogether, count."
"And you, Monsieur Philip?"
"I see no cause for fear, count; and yet, I feel sure that it would be well to take every precaution. I acknowledge that I have no grounds whatever for my fear. I have been infected by my lackey26, who is generally the lightest hearted and most reckless fellow; but who has now turned croaker, and fears a sudden rising of the mob of Paris, instigated thereto by the Guises."
"No, I think he has heard nothing specific, though he may have caught up vague threats in wandering through the streets."
"Why, that is not like you," the count said, smiling, "who have been through so many fights and dangerous adventures, to be alarmed at a shadow."
"No, count, I do not think that I am given, any more than is my lackey, to sombre thoughts; but I own that he has infected me, and I would that some precautions could be taken."
"Precautions of what kind, Monsieur Philip?"
"I have not thought them out," Philip said; "but, were I the next in rank to the Admiral, I would enjoin28 that a third of our number should be under arms, night and day, and should at night patrol our quarters; secondly29, that a rallying place should be appointed, say at the Admiral's, to which all should mount and ride, directly an alarm is given."
"The first part could hardly be managed, here," the count said gravely. "It would seem that we doubted the royal assurances of good faith, and his promises of protection. We have enemies enough about the king's ear, and such a proceeding30 would be surely misrepresented to him. You know how wayward are his moods, and that it would need but a slight thing to excite his irritation31, and undo32 all the good that the Admiral has effected."
Two or three other Huguenot gentlemen now entered, and a general conversation on the state of affairs took place. Philip was standing33 a little apart from the others, when Claire came up to him.
"You really believe in danger, Monsieur Philip?"
"Frankly34 I do, mademoiselle. The population hate us. There have been Huguenot massacres36 over and over again in Paris. The Guises are doubtless the instigators of this attack on the Admiral. They are the idols37 of the Paris mob and, if they gave the word, it would at once rise against us. As I told your father, I have no real reason for uneasiness, but nevertheless I am uneasy."
"Then the danger must be real," the girl said simply. "Have you any advice to give me?"
"Only this. You have but a week to stay here in Paris. During that time, make excuses so as not to stir abroad in the streets more than you can help; and in the second place I would say, lie down in your clothes at night, so as to be in readiness to rise, instantly."
"I will do that," she said. "There is nothing else?"
"Nothing that I can think of. I hope and trust that the emergency will not come; but at any rate, until it does come, we can do no more."
A few minutes later, Philip and his cousin took their leave. The former went back to his lodgings39, the latter to the Louvre. Philip was surprised at not finding Pierre, and sat up later than usual, expecting his return; but it was not till he was rising next morning that the man made his appearance.
"Why, where have you been all night?" Philip asked angrily. "This is not the time for pleasure."
"I have been outside the walls, master," Pierre said.
"What in the world did you go there for, Pierre?"
"Well, sir, I was here when Monsieur de Laville brought in the news of the shooting of the Admiral. This seemed, to me, to bear out all that I have said to you. You hurried away without my having time to speak to you, so I took it upon myself to act."
"In what way, Pierre?"
"I went straight to the stables, sir, and took one of your honour's chargers and my horse and, riding one and leading the other, passed out through the gate before the orders came about closing. I rode them to a village, six miles away; and put them up at a small inn there, and left them in the landlord's charge. I did not forget to tell the stable boy that he should have a crown for himself if, on my return, I found the horses in as good condition as I left them.
"Then I walked back to Paris, and found a crowd of people unable to enter, and learned that the gates had been closed by the king's order. I went off to Saint Denis, and there bought a long rope and an iron hook; and at two in the morning, when I thought that any sentries40 there might be on the walls would be drowsy41, came back again to Paris, threw up my hook, and climbed into one of the bastions near the hut we had marked. There I slept until the morning, and now you see me.
"I have taken out the horses so that, should you be obliged to fly, there would be means of escape. One charger will suffice for your wants here, and to ride away upon if you go out with the Huguenot company, whether peacefully or by force of arms. As for me, I would make my way there on foot, get the horses, and rejoin you."
"It was a good idea, Pierre, and promptly43 carried out. But no one here has much thought of danger, and I feel ashamed of myself at being the only one to feel uneasy."
"The wise man is uneasy while the fool sleeps," Pierre said. "If the Prince of Conde had been uneasy, the night before Jarnac, he would not have lost his life, and we should not have lost a battle. No harm has been done. If danger does come, we at least are prepared for it."
"You are quite right, Pierre. However surely he may count upon victory, a good general always lays his plans in case of defeat. At any rate, we have prepared for everything."
Pierre muttered something to himself.
"What do you say, Pierre?"
"I was only saying, master, that I should feel pretty confident of our getting away, were there only our two selves to think of. What with our disguises, and what with your honour's strong arm--and what I can do to back you--and what with our being on our guard, it would be hard if we did not make our way safe off. But I foresee that, should there be trouble, it is not of your own safety you will be thinking."
"Mademoiselle de Valecourt is engaged to the Sieur de Pascal," Philip said gravely.
"So I heard, from one of the count's lackeys45; but there is many a slip between the cup and the lip, and in such days as these there is many an engagement that never becomes a marriage. I guessed how it would be, that night after you had saved Mademoiselle Claire's life; and I thought so, still more, when we were staying at Valecourt."
"Then your thoughts ran too fast, Pierre. Mademoiselle de Valecourt is a great heiress; and the count should, of course, give her in marriage to one of his own rank."
"Your honour is doubtless right," he said humbly47; "and therefore, seeing that she has her father and Monsieur de Pascal to protect her, we need not trouble more about those articles of attire48 stowed away on the roof above; but shall be able to concern ourselves solely49 with our own safety, which puts a much better complexion50 on the affair."
"The whole matter is ridiculous, Pierre," Philip said angrily, "and I am a fool to have listened to you. There, go and see about breakfast, or I shall lose my patience with you, altogether."
There were several consultations51, during the day, between the leading Huguenots. There was no apparent ground for suspicion that the attack upon the Admiral had been a part of any general plot, and it was believed that it was but the outcome of the animosity of the Guises, and the queen mother, against a man who had long withstood them, who was now higher than themselves in the king's confidence, and who had persuaded him to undertake an enterprise that would range France on the side of the Protestant powers. The balance of evidence is all in favour of the truth of this supposition, and to the effect that it was only upon the failure of their scheme, against the Admiral, that the conspirators52 determined53 upon a general massacre35 of the Huguenots.
They worked upon the weak king's mind, until they persuaded him that Coligny was at the head of a plot against himself; and that nothing short of his death, and those of his followers, could procure54 peace and quiet for France. At last, in a sudden access of fury, Charles not only ranged himself on their side, but astonished Catharine, Anjou, and their companions by going even farther than they had done, and declaring that every Huguenot should be killed. This sudden change, and his subsequent conduct during the few months that remained to him of life, seem to point to the fact that this fresh access of trouble shattered his weak brain, and that he was not fairly responsible for the events that followed--the guilt55 of which rests wholly upon Catharine de Medici, Henry of Anjou, and the leaders of the party of the Guises.
Philip spent a considerable portion of the day at the Louvre with Henry of Navarre, Francois de Laville, and a few of the young king's closest followers. There was no shadow of disquiet56 in the minds of any of them. The doctors reported that the Admiral's state was favourable57; and although all would have been glad to be on their way south, they regarded the detention58 of a few days as a matter of little importance. Listening to their talk about the court entertainments and pleasures, Philip quite shook off his uneasiness, and was angry with himself for having listened to Pierre's prognostications of evil.
"All these Huguenot lords know France and the Parisians better than I do," he said to himself. "No thought of danger occurs to them. It is not even thought necessary that a few of them should take up their abode59 at the Admiral's. They have every faith in the king's protestations and pledges for their safety."
Philip dined at the Louvre, and it was ten o'clock before he returned to his lodging38. He was in excellent spirits, and saluted60 Pierre with the laughing inquiry61:
"You do not believe me, master, when I tell you," Pierre said gravely.
"Oh, then, there is something new?" Philip said, seating himself on a couch. "Let me hear all about it, Pierre, and I will try not to laugh."
"Assuredly I will, if it will please you; though what you are going to show me there, I cannot imagine."
Pierre led the way downstairs and out through the door.
"Do you see that, sir?"
"Yes, I see that, Pierre."
"What do you take it to be, sir?"
"Well, it is not too dark to see what it is, Pierre. It is a small white cross that some urchin64 has chalked on the door."
"Will you please to walk a little farther, sir? There is a cross on this door. There is none here, neither on the next. Here you see another, and then a door without one. Now, sir, does not that strike you as curious?"
"Well, I don't know, Pierre. A boy might very well chalk some doors, as he went along, and leave others untouched."
"Yes, sir. But there is one very remarkable65 thing. I have gone on through several streets, and it has always been the same--so far as I can discover by questioning the concierges--at every house in which Huguenots are lodging, there is a white cross on the door. In the houses that are not so marked, there are no Huguenots."
"That is strange, certainly, Pierre," Philip said, struck alike by the fact and by the earnestness with which Pierre expressed it. "Are you quite sure of what you say?"
"I am quite sure, sir. I returned here at nine o'clock, and saw this mark on our door. I did not pay much heed66 to it, but went upstairs. Then, as I thought it over, I said to myself, 'Is this a freak of some passerby67, or is it some sort of signal?' Then I thought I would see whether our house alone was marked, or whether there were crosses on other doors. I went to the houses of several gentlemen of our party, and on each of their doors was a white cross. Then I looked farther, and found that other houses were unmarked. At some of these I knocked and asked for one or other of your friends. In each case I heard that I was mistaken, for that no Huguenots were lodging there."
That cross is placed there by design.
"It is evident, sir, that this is not a thing of chance, but that these crosses are placed there by design."
Philip went down the street, and satisfied himself that Pierre had spoken correctly; and then returned to his lodgings, pausing, however, before the house of the Count de Valecourt, and erasing68 the cross upon it. He entered his own door without touching69 the mark; but Pierre, who followed him in, rubbed the sleeve of his doublet across it, unnoticed by his master, and then followed him upstairs.
Philip seated himself thoughtfully.
"I like not these marks, Pierre. There may be nothing of importance in them. Some fanatic may have taken the trouble to place these crosses upon our doors, cursing us as he did so. But at the same time, I cannot deny that they may have been placed there for some set purpose, of which I am ignorant. Hitherto there has been nothing, whatever, to give any foundation to your fancies; but here is at least something tangible70, whatever it may mean. What is your own idea?"
"My own idea is, sir, that they intend to arrest all the Admiral's followers; and that the king, while speaking us fair, is really guided by Catharine, and has consented to her plans for the capture of all the Huguenot lords who have come into this trap."
"I cannot believe that such an act of black treachery can be contemplated71, Pierre. All Europe would cry out against the king who, inviting72 numbers of his nobles to the marriage of his sister, seized that occasion for imprisoning73 them."
"It may not be done by him, sir. It may be the work of the Guises' agents among the mob of Paris; and that they intend to massacre us, as they did at Rouen and a score of other places, and as they have done here in Paris more than once."
"That is as hard to believe as the other, Pierre. My own supposition is by far the most probable, that it is the work of some fanatic; but at any rate, we will be on the watch tonight. It is too late to do anything else and, were I to go round to our friends, they would mock at me for paying any attention to such a trifle as a chalk mark on a door.
"I own that I think it serious, because I have come, in spite of my reason, to believe somewhat in your forebodings; but no one else seems to entertain any such fears."
"Do you lie down, Pierre. At two o'clock I will call you, and you shall take my place."
Pierre went out, but before lying down he again went quietly downstairs and, with a wet cloth, entirely75 erased76 the mark from the door; and then, placing his sword and his pistols ready at hand, lay down on his pallet. At one o'clock Philip aroused him.
"There is something unusual going on, Pierre. I can see a light in the sky, as of many torches; and can hear a confused sound, as of the murmur77 of men. I will sally out and see what it is."
Placing his pistols in his belt and taking his sword, he wrapped himself in his cloak and, followed by Pierre, also armed, went down into the street. As he went along he overtook two men. As he passed under a lamp, one of them exclaimed:
"Is that you, Monsieur Fletcher?"
He turned. It was the Sieur de Pascal.
"It is I, Monsieur de Pascal. I was going out to learn the meaning of those lights over there."
"That is just what I am doing, myself. As the night is hot, I could not sleep; so I threw open my window, and saw those lights, which were, as it appeared to me, somewhere in the neighbourhood of the Admiral's house; and I thought it was as well to see what they meant."
As they went along, they came upon men with lighted torches; and saw that, in several of the streets, groups of men with torches were silently standing.
"What is taking place?" the Sieur de Pascal asked one of the men.
"There is going to be a night masque, and a mock combat at the Louvre," the man said.
"It is strange. I heard nothing about it at the Louvre," Philip said, as they proceeded on their way. "I was with the King of Navarre up to ten o'clock and, had anything been known of it by him or the gentlemen with him, I should have been sure to have heard of it."
They were joined by two or three other Huguenot gentlemen, roused by the unusual light and talking in the street; and they proceeded together to the Louvre. Large numbers of torches were burning in front of the palace, and a body of soldiers was drawn78 up there.
"The man was right," the Sieur de Pascal said. "There is evidently some diversion going on here."
As they approached they saw a movement in front, and then three or four men ran towards them.
"Why, De Vignes," De Pascal exclaimed, as the first ran up, "what is the matter?"
"That I do not know," De Vignes said. "I was roused half an hour ago by the lights and noise, and came down with De la Riviere, Maurepas, Castellon, and De Vigors, who lodges79 with me, to see what it was about. As we approached the soldiers, they began to jeer80 at us in a most insolent81 manner. Naturally we replied, and threatened to report them to their officers; when the insolent varlets drew and ran at us. Maurepas has, as you see, been wounded by a halbert; and as we five could not give battle to that crowd of soldiers, we ran for it. I shall lay the matter before La Rochefoucauld, and request him to make a complaint to the king. What can we do now, gentlemen?"
"I see not that we can do anything," De Pascal said. "We have heard that these torchlight gatherings82 are part of a plan for a sham44 attack on a castle, or something of that sort, for the amusement of the king. Doubtless the soldiers are gathered for that purpose. We cannot arouse La Rochefoucauld, at this hour of the night, that is certain; so I see nothing to do but to go home, and wait till morning."
"You do not think," Philip said, "that there is any possibility of a general attack upon us being intended?"
"What! An attack got up at the Louvre, under the very eyes of the king, who is our firm friend? You are dreaming, Monsieur Fletcher."
"I have one suspicious fact to go upon," Philip said quietly, and then related the discovery of the crosses upon the doors.
The others, however, were absolutely incredulous that any treachery could be intended and, after talking for a short time, longer, they returned to their lodgings.
"What is to be done now, Pierre?"
"I should say we had better search farther, sir. If there is any harm intended, the mob of Paris will be stirring. Let us go down towards the Hotel de Ville; that is always the centre of mischief83. If all is quiet there, it may be that this story is correct, and that it is really only a court diversion. But that does not explain why the streets should be lighted up near the Admiral's."
"It does not, Pierre."
After they had passed another group of men with torches, Pierre said:
"Did you notice, sir, that each of those men had a piece of white stuff bound round his arm, and that it was the same with those we passed before? If there is any mischief intended, we should be more likely to learn what it is if we were to put on the same badge."
"The idea is a good one, Pierre;" and Philip took out his handkerchief, tore it in two and, handing half of it to Pierre, fastened the other round his arm.
As they went along, they met men with torches or lanterns, moving in the same direction as themselves. All wore white handkerchiefs or scarves round their arms.
Philip became more and more anxious as they went on, and regretted that he had not returned to his lodgings and renewed his watch there. However, a few minutes' walking took them to the Hotel de Ville. The square in front of the building was faintly illuminated84 by a few torches, here and there, and by large cressets that blazed in front of the Hotel. The light, however, was sufficient to show a dense85 body of men drawn up in the square, and the ruddy light of the flames flashed from helmet, lance point, and axe86.
"What think you now, Monsieur Philip? There must be eight or ten thousand men here. I should say all the city bands, under their captains."
As they paused, a citizen officer came up to them.
"All is ready, your excellency. I do not think that a man is absent from his post. The orders remain unchanged, I suppose?"
"Quite unchanged," Philip said briefly87, seeing that in the faint light he was mistaken for someone else.
"And the bell is to be the signal for beginning?"
"I believe there has been a change in that respect," Philip said; "but you will hear that later on. I am only here to see that all is in readiness."
"Everything has been done as ordered, your excellency. The gates are closed, and will not be opened except to one bearing special orders, under the king's own seal. The boats have all been removed from the wharves88. There will be no escape."
Philip repressed a strong impulse to run the man through the body, and only said:
Then he turned and walked away. They had gone but a few paces when, in the distance, the report of a pistol was heard.
"Too late!" he exclaimed, in passionate13 regret.
"Come, Pierre," and he broke into a rapid run.
Several times groups of men came out from bye-streets at the sound of the rapid footsteps, but Philip exclaimed:
The men fell back at once, in each case, not doubting from the badges on the arms, which they could make out in the darkness, that Philip was bearing some important order.
"To the Admiral's, first," he said to Pierre. "It is there they will surely begin."
But as they entered the Rue de Bethisy, he saw a number of men pouring out from the Admiral's house, with drawn swords and waving their torches over their heads. By the light, Philip could make out Henri of Guise and Henry of Valois, with their attendants and soldiers.
"We are too late here, Pierre. The Admiral has doubtless been murdered. His confidence in the king's word has undone90 him."
Coligny, indeed, had refused the offer of many Protestant gentlemen to spend the night in the house; and even Teligny, his son-in-law, had gone to his own lodgings a short distance away. He had with him only his chaplain Merlin, the king's surgeon, three gentlemen and four or five servants; while in the court below were five of the King of Navarre's Swiss guards.
The Admiral had been awakened91 by the increasing noise without, but entertained no alarm whatever. Suddenly a loud knocking was heard at the outer gate, and a demand for entrance, in the king's name.
The Admiral directed one of the gentlemen, named Le Bonne, to go down and unbar the gate. As he did so, Cosseins, an officer of Anjou's household rushed in, followed by fifty soldiers, and stabbed Le Bonne to the heart. The soldiers had been despatched by the king, himself, under pretence92 of guarding the Huguenots; and twelve hundred arquebusiers had also been posted, under the same pretext93, in the neighbourhood.
The faithful Swiss defended the inner door and, when driven back, defended for a time a barricade94 hastily thrown up on the stairs. One of the Huguenot gentlemen rushed into the Admiral's room, with the news that the gate had been forced. The Admiral calmly replied:
"I have kept myself for a long time in readiness for death. Save yourselves, if you can. It would be hopeless for you to attempt to save my life."
In obedience95 to his orders, all who were with him, save a German interpreter, fled to the roof and made their escape in the darkness. The barricade was carried, and a German named Besme, a follower4 of the Duke of Guise, was the first to rush into the Admiral's room. Coligny was calmly seated in a chair, and Besme struck him two blows with his sword, while those following despatched him.
Guise was waiting in the courtyard below. When he heard that the Admiral was killed, he ordered the body to be thrown out of the window. When he recognized that it was indeed the body of the Admiral, he gave it a brutal96 kick, while one of his followers cut off the head; and then Guise called upon the soldiers to follow him, saying:
"We have begun well. Let us now see to the others, for so the king commands."
As Philip turned from the spot, the bell of the church of Saint Germain l'Auxerrois peeled forth, and shouts instantly rose from all quarters. As he reached the street in which he lodged97, Philip saw that it was already half full of armed men, who were shouting "Death to the Huguenots!" and were hammering at many of the doors.
He fell at once into a walk, and made his way through them unmolested, the white badge on his arm seeming to guarantee that he was a friend. He passed his own door, and made for that of the Count de Valecourt. A combat was going on in front of it and, by the light of the torches, Philip saw De Pascal defending himself bravely against a host of enemies. Sword in hand, Philip sprang forward. But before he could make his way through the soldiers, a musket98 shot rang out, and De Pascal fell dead.
Philip drew back.
"To our own house, Pierre," he exclaimed to his lackey, who was keeping close behind him; "we can do nothing here, and the door may resist for a few minutes."
There was no one in front of the entrance, though at all the doors marked with a white cross the soldiers were hammering with the butts99 of their arquebuses. They slipped in, pushed the bars across, ran upstairs and made their way on to the roof, and climbed along it until they reached the window of the house in which De Valecourt lodged; felt their way across the room till they discovered the door, issued out and, as soon as they found the staircase, ran down.
Already there was a turmoil100 below. A light streamed out from a door of the count's apartments on the first floor. Philip ran in. Claire de Valecourt was standing with one hand resting on the table, deadly pale, but quiet. She was fully42 dressed.
"Where is your father?" Philip exclaimed.
"He has gone down with the servants to hold the stairs."
"I will join him," Philip said. "Pierre will take care of you. He knows what to do. We will follow you. Quick, for your own sake and your father's."
"I cannot go and leave him."
"You will do him no good by staying, and delay may cost us all our lives. You must go at once. If you do not, at the risk of your displeasure, I must carry you."
"I will go," she said. "You saved me before, and I trust you."
"Trust Pierre as you would trust me," he said.
"Now, Pierre, take her hand and hurry her upstairs."
The clash of swords, mingled101 with shouts and oaths, were heard below; and Philip, as he saw Pierre turn with Claire de Valecourt, ran down. On the next landing the count, with four serving men, was defending himself against the assault of a crowd of armed men, who were pushing up the staircase. Others behind them held torches, while some of those engaged in the fray102 held a torch in one hand, and a sword in the other.
"Ah, is it you, Monsieur Fletcher?" the count said, as Philip placed himself beside him, felling one of the foremost of the assailants, as he did so, with a sweeping103 blow.
"It is I, count. My house is not attacked, and I have sent off your daughter, in charge of my man, to gain it along the roofs. We will follow them, as soon as we can beat back these villains."
"The king's troops must arrive shortly," the count said.
"The king's troops are here," Philip said. "This is done by his orders, and all Paris is in arms. The Admiral has already been murdered."
The count gave a cry of fury, and threw himself upon his assailants. His companions did the same and, step by step, drove them backward down the stairs.
There was a cry below of "Shoot them down!" and, a moment later, three or four arquebuses flashed out from the hall. The count, without a word, pitched forward among the soldiers; and two of the retainers also fell. Then the crowd surged up again.
Philip fought desperately104 for a time. Another shot rang out, and he felt a sudden smart across his cheek. He turned and bounded up the stairs, paused a moment at the top, and discharged his two pistols at the leaders of the assailants; pulled to the door of the count's chamber11, leaving the corridor in darkness, and then sprang up the stairs. When he reached the door of the unused room by which they had entered, he fastened it behind him, got through the window and closed it after him, and then rapidly made his way along the roofs, until he reached his own. Closing and fastening the casement, he ran down to his room.
Claire was standing there, with Pierre by her side. She gave a low cry as he entered, alone.
"My father!" she exclaimed.
"God has taken him," Philip said, "as He has taken many others tonight. He died painlessly, mademoiselle, by a shot from below."
Claire sank into a chair, and covered her face with her hands.
"His will be done," she said, in a low but firm voice, as she looked up a minute later. "We are all in His hands, and can die but once. Will they soon come?"
"I trust not," Philip said. "They may follow along the roof, when they cannot find us in any of the rooms; but they will have no clue as to which house we have entered."
"I will remain here and wait for them," she said.
"Then, mademoiselle, you will sacrifice our lives, as well as your own; for assuredly we shall not leave you. Thus far we have escaped and, if you will follow my directions, we may all escape together. Still, if you wish it, we can die here together."
"What is to be done?" she asked, standing up.
Pierre handed Philip a bundle.
"I brought them down as I passed," he said.
"This is a disguise," Philip said, handing it to the girl. "I pray you to put it on, at once. We also have disguises, and will return in them, in a few minutes."
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reverence
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follower
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followers
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passionate
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dagger
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traitorously
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inflict
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disinterested
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prospect
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lackey
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proceeding
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idols
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lodging
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drowsy
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sham
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lackeys
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shrugged
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humbly
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attire
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solely
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complexion
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consultations
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conspirators
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determined
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procure
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guilt
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disquiet
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favourable
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detention
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saluted
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inquiry
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remarkable
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casement
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mischief
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