"Your animals look as if they needed rest, sir," the landlord said, as they dismounted.
"Yes, we have come from the south, and have pressed them too much. I have business in Paris which will occupy me for a few days; therefore I will leave them here, for a rest. I suppose you can furnish me with two horses, to take me as far as Saint Cloud, and a man to bring them back again."
"Certainly I can, sir, and your horses shall be well looked after, here."
"Then we will go on, the first thing in the morning. Have the horses ready by that time."
The next morning they rode to Saint Cloud, dismounted there, and handed over the horses to the man who had ridden behind them. Then they crossed by the bridge over the river and, entering the wood that bordered the Seine, put on the disguises they had brought with them--concealing their clothes among some thick bushes--and then walked on into Paris.
They put up at a small inn and, as they partook of a meal, listened to the talk of those around them. But it was not here that they could expect to gather the news they required. They heard the names of many of those who had been killed, but these were all leaders of distinction; and as soon as they had finished their food, they started for the Louvre.
"I don't see how we are to find out what we want, now we are here, Pierre," Philip said, after they had stood for some time, looking at the gate through which numbers of gentlemen entered or left the palace.
"It will take some little time, sir," Pierre said. "I think the best plan will be for me to purchase some clothes, suitable for the lackey4 of a gentleman of rank. I can get them easily enough, for the shops will be full of garments, bought of those who took part in the massacre5. Then I shall make acquaintance with one of the lackeys6 of the court and, with plenty of good wine, I shall no doubt be able to learn all that he knows as to what took place at the Louvre."
At that moment a gentleman passed them.
"That is Count Louis de Fontaine, the cousin of the man I killed in that duel7. I am sure it is he. By what I saw of him, he is a gentleman and a man of honour, and by no means ill disposed towards us.
"I will speak to him. Do you stay here, till I return."
Pierre was about to protest, but Philip had already left him, and was following the count. He waited until they were in a comparatively quiet place, and then walked on and overtook him.
"Count Louis de Fontaine," he said.
The nobleman turned, in surprise, at being addressed by this big countryman.
Philip went on:
"Our acquaintance was a short one, count. It was some four years ago, at Agen, that I met you, and had the misfortune to have trouble with your cousin, Count Raoul; but short as it was, it was sufficient to show me that you were a gentleman of heart, and to encourage me, now, to throw myself on your generosity8."
"Are you the gentleman who fought my cousin, and afterwards escaped from the castle?" the count asked, in surprise.
"I am, count. I am here upon no plot or conspiracy9, but simply to endeavour to ascertain10 the fate of my cousin, Francois de Laville, who was with the King of Navarre on that fearful night, a fortnight since. His mother is distracted at hearing no news of him, while to me he is as a brother.
"I effected my own escape, and have, as you see, returned in disguise to ascertain his fate. I am unable to obtain a list of those who were murdered and, seeing you, I felt that it would be safe to rely upon your honour, and to ask you to give me the news I require. I will fall back now, for it might be thought strange that a noble should be talking to a peasant; but I pray you to lead the way to some quiet spot, where I can speak with you unnoticed."
As soon as they had entered the lodging, the count said:
"You are not deceived. I am incapable12 of betraying a trust imposed upon me. I bear you no malice13 for the slaying14 of my cousin; for indeed, the quarrel was not of your seeking. Still less do I feel hostility15 towards you on the ground of your religion; for I doubt not, from what you say, that you are of the Reformed faith. I lament16, most deeply and bitterly, the events that have taken place--events which dishonour17 our nation in the eyes of all Europe. I have not the pleasure of knowing your name."
"I am the Chevalier Philip Fletcher, an Englishman by birth, though related on my mother's side to the family of the Count de Laville."
"I have heard your name, sir, as that of one of the bravest gentlemen in the following of Admiral Coligny.
"Now, as to your cousin; his fate is uncertain. He was certainly cut down by the hired wretches18 of the Guises1. They passed on in search of other victims, believing him to be dead; but his body was not afterwards found, and the general opinion is that he either recovered and crawled away, and is still in some hiding place, or that he is concealed20 somewhere in the palace itself. Search was made next day, but without success. Some think he may have reached the streets, and been there killed; and his body, like so many others, thrown into the Seine. I trust that this is not the case, but I have no grounds for bidding you hope."
"At any rate, you have given me cause to hope, sir, and I thank you heartily21. It is something to know that he is not certainly dead.
"Can you tell me on which side of the palace was his chamber22? I saw him there frequently, but did not, on any occasion, go with him to his room."
"It was on the side facing the river. It was near that of the King of Navarre."
"Thank you, count. It is but a small clue with which to commence my search, but it is at least something. You say that the palace itself has been searched?"
"Yes. On the following morning it was thoroughly23 searched for fugitives24 in hiding; but for all that he may be concealed there, by some servant whose goodwill25 he had gained.
"Is there anything else that I can tell you? I may say that I have, personally, no influence whatever at court. I have never failed to express myself strongly, in reference to the policy of persecution26; and I am only here, now, in obedience27 to the royal orders to present myself at court."
"There is nothing else, count. I thank you most sincerely, for having thus respected my disguise, and for the news you have given me."
Philip returned to the Louvre and joined Pierre, who was impatiently waiting.
"I followed you for some distance, sir; but when I saw you address the count, and then follow quietly behind him, I saw you were right, and that he was to be trusted; and so returned to await your coming. Have you obtained any sure news from him?"
Philip repeated his conversation with the count.
"I will wager28 he is hidden somewhere in the palace," Pierre said. "Badly wounded as he must have been, he could not have hoped to make his escape through the streets, knowing no one who would have dared to give him refuge. It is far more likely that some of the palace servants came upon him, just as he was recovering, and hid him away. He was always bright and pleasant, fond of a jest, and it may well be that some woman or other took pity on him. The question is, how are we to find out who she is?"
"It is as likely to be a man as a woman, Pierre."
"No," Pierre said positively29. "Women are wonderfully tender hearted, and are not so afraid of consequences as men are. A man might feel some pity, at seeing a gentleman so sorely wounded, but he would not risk his own life to shelter him; while any woman would do it, without hesitation31. It may be a lady of noble family, or a poor kitchen wench, but that it is a woman I would wager my life."
"It seems hopeless to try to find out who it is," Philip said despondently32.
"Not hopeless, sir, though doubtless difficult. With your permission, I will undertake this part of the task. I will get myself up as a workman out of employment--and there are many such--and will hang about near that little gate. It is the servants' entrance, and I shall be able to watch every woman that comes out."
"But what good will watching do?"
"It may do no good, sir, but yet it may help. A woman, with such a secret as that on her mind, will surely show some signs of it upon her face. She will either have a scared look, or an anxious look. She will not walk with an easy step."
"Well, there is something in what you say, Pierre. At any rate, I can think of nothing better."
The next morning Pierre took up his position opposite the gate, but had no news that night to report to his master; nor had he on the second or third; but on the fourth, he returned radiant.
"Good news, master. The count is alive, and I have found him."
"Thank God for the news, Pierre. I had almost given up hope. How did you discover him?"
"Just as I expected, sir. I have seen, in the last three days, scores of women come out; but none of them needed a second look. Some were intent on their own finery, others were clearly bent34 on shopping. Some looked up and down the street, for a lover who ought to have been waiting for them. Not one of these had a secret of life and death on her mind.
"But this afternoon there came out a young woman with a pale face, and an anxious look. She glanced nervously35 up and down the street, not as one expecting to meet a friend, but as if she feared an enemy. After a moment's hesitation, she crossed the road and walked along with an indecisive air; more than once glancing behind her, as if afraid of being followed.
"'This is my lady,' I said to myself and, keeping some distance behind and on the opposite side of the road, I followed her.
"She soon turned off into a side street. Once or twice she paused, looked into a shop, hesitated, and then went on again. You may be sure I marked the spots, and was not surprised to find that, in each case, it was an apothecary's before which she had hesitated.
"At last, after looking round again timidly, she entered one; and when I came up, I also went in. She gave a nervous start. I asked to be supplied with a pot of salve for a wound, and the man helped me from one he had just placed on the counter before him. I paid for it, and left.
"Two or three minutes later, I saw her come out. Whatever she had bought, she had hidden it under her cloak. Up to this time she had walked fast, but she now loitered, and looked at the wares36 displayed on the stalls.
"'You are in no hurry to go back,' I said to myself. 'You have got what you wanted, and you do not wish to attract attention, by returning to the palace after so short an absence.'
"At last, when she was in a quiet spot, I walked quickly up to her.
"'Mademoiselle,' I said, taking off my hat, 'I am a friend of the gentleman for whom you have bought that salve, and other matters.'
"'I don't know what you are talking about, sir; and if you molest38 a modest young woman in the streets, I shall appeal to the town constables39 for protection.'
"'I repeat,' I said, 'that I am a friend of the gentleman for whom you have just bought the materials for dressing40 his wounds. I am the servant of his cousin, the Chevalier Fletcher; and the name of your patient is Count Francois de Laville.'
"'How do you know that?'
"'It is enough, mademoiselle, that I know it,' I said. 'My master and I have come to Paris, expressly to find Monsieur de Laville; and when we have found him, to aid him to make his escape. Do not hesitate to confide43 in me, for only so shall we succeed in the object of our journey.'
"'It is Philip,' I said.
"She clasped her hands together.
"'The good God be praised!' she exclaimed. 'It was of Philip he spoke45, when he was so ill. He was unconscious. Surely it is He that has sent you to me. It has been terrible for me to bear my secret, alone.'
"'Let us walk farther,' I said, 'before you tell me more. There are too many people passing here; and if they notice the tears on your cheeks, they may suspect me of ill treating you, and may ask troublesome questions.'
"After a few minutes' walk, we came to a quiet square.
"'Let us sit down on this stone seat,' I said. 'We can talk freely here. Now, tell me all about it.'
"'I am one of the bedmakers of the palace, and it fell to me to sweep the room occupied by the Count de Laville. Once or twice he came in, while I was there, and spoke pleasantly; and I thought what a handsome fellow he was, and said to myself what a pity it was that he was a heretic. When that terrible night came, we were all aroused from our sleep, and many of us ran down in a fright to see what was the matter. We heard shouts, and cries, and the clashing of swords.
"'As I passed Monsieur de Laville's room, the door was open. I looked in. Three soldiers lay dead on the floor, and near them the count, whom I thought was also dead. I ran to him, and lifted his head, and sprinkled water on his face from a flagon on the table. He opened his eyes, and made an effort to get to his feet. I was frightened out of my life at it all, and I said to him:
"'"What does it all mean, monsieur?"
"'"It is a massacre," he said, faintly. "Do you not hear the firing in the streets, and the din19 in the palace? They will return and finish me. I thank you for what you have done, but it is useless."
"'Then I thought for a moment.
"'"Can you walk, monsieur?"
"'"Barely," he replied.
"'"Lean on my shoulder, monsieur," I said. "I will help you up the stairs. I know of a place where you may lie concealed."
"'With great difficulty I helped him up a staircase that was but little used, and got him to the top. Several times he said: "It is of no use; I am wounded to death!" but he still held on.
"'I slept in a little garret in the roof, with two other servants, and at the end of the passage was a large lumber46 store. It was into this that I took him. Nobody ever went there, and it was safe, except in case of special search. I laid him down, and then moved some of the heavy cabinets and chests, at the farther end, a short distance from the wall, so that there would be space enough for him to lie behind them. Here I made a bed, with some old cushions from the couches; got him into the place, first bandaging his wounds, as well as I could in the faint light that came in through a dormer window. I fetched a jug47 of water from my room, and placed it beside him; and then moved the furniture, so as to close up the spot at which he had entered. Against it I piled up tables and chairs; so that, to anyone who did not examine it very closely, it would seem that the heavy furniture was against the wall.
"'There he has been, ever since. Two or three times a day I have managed to steal away from my work, to carry him water and food that I brought from the kitchen, when we went down to our meals. For a time, I thought he would die; for four days he did not know me. He talked much to himself and, several times, he mentioned the name of Philip, and called upon him to aid him against the murderers. Fortunately he was so weak that he could not speak much above a whisper, and there was no fear of his voice being heard.
"'The day after I hid him, the whole palace was searched to see if any Huguenots were concealed. But up in the attics49 they searched but carelessly, seeing that we slept three or four in each room, and no one could well be hidden there without all knowing it. They did enter the lumber room. But I had carefully washed the floor where he had lain and, as I could not get out the stains of blood, I pushed some heavy chests over them.
"'I was in my room when they searched the lumber room, and my heart stood still until I heard them come out, and knew that they had found nothing.
"'For the last ten days, the count has gained strength. His wounds are still very sore and painful, but they are beginning to heal. I have bought wine for him, and can always manage to conceal3 enough food, from the table, to suffice for his wants. He can walk now, though feebly; and spoke to me but today about making his escape.
"'It would be easy enough to get him out of the palace, if I had a lackey's attire50 for him. I could lead him down private staircases till near the door from which we come out of the palace. But I had little money, for I had sent off most of my wages to my mother, only a day or two before the royal wedding. Still, we might have managed that; I could have borrowed some, on some pretence51 or other.
"'He is, however, too weak to travel, and the effort to do so might cause his wounds to burst out afresh; but now that his cousin has come, all will be well.'
"'Where is he wounded?' I asked.
"'He has four wounds. One is on the head; another on the neck; one is a stab in the body, that must have narrowly missed his heart; and the other is a sword thrust, through his arm.
"'But how, monsieur, did you know,' she asked, 'that it is I who have hidden the count?'
"I told her that I had been watching for four days, feeling sure that the count was hidden in the palace; but hers was the first face that showed anxiety, and that, when I saw her buying salve at the apothecary's, I felt sure that it was she who was sheltering the count."
"And have you arranged anything, Pierre?" Philip asked anxiously.
"Only this much, sir, that tomorrow evening, as soon as it is dark, she will leave the palace with Monsieur Francois. That will give us plenty of time to make our plans, which will be easy enough. We have but to take an apartment, and bring him up into it. No one need know that there are more than ourselves there, and we can nurse him for a few days, until he is fit to ride.
"Then we have only to get him a disguise like that in which we entered. We can hide him in the wood, go on to where we hid our clothes, put them on instead of our disguises, enter Saint Cloud, go on to Versailles, fetch the three horses, and return to him--with, of course, a suit of clothes for himself."
There was no difficulty in hiring two rooms in a quiet street. Suits of clothes suitable for a court lackey were purchased, and these were given by Pierre to the girl, when she came out in the afternoon. Philip had accompanied Pierre to meet her.
"My good girl," he said, "I cannot tell you how deeply I feel the kindness that you have shown my cousin. You have risked your life to save him; and that, I am sure, without the smallest thought of reward. Still, so good an action must not pass without acknowledgment, though no money can express the amount of our gratitude52 to you."
"I do not want to be paid, sir," she said. "I had no thought of money."
"I know that," Philip replied; "but you must allow us to show our gratitude, in the only way we can. In the first place, what is your name?"
"Annette Riolt, sir."
"Well, Annette, here are fifty crowns in this purse. It is all that I can spare, at present; but be assured the Countess de Laville will send you, at the first opportunity, a sum that will be a good dot for you, when you find a husband. If the messenger by whom it is sent asks for you by your name, at the door of the palace by which you usually leave it, will he obtain access to you?"
"Yes, sir. The porter at the door knows me; and if he should be changed, whoever is there will inquire of the maids, if he asks for Annette Riolt, one of the chamber women in the north wing of the palace."
"Very well, Annette. You may rely that a messenger will come. I cannot say how soon; that must depend on other circumstances. Where do you come from?"
"From Poitiers, sir. My parents live on a little farm called La Machoir, two miles north of the city."
"Then, Annette, the best thing for you to do is to leave your present employment, and to journey down home. It will be easy to send from La Rochelle to Poitiers, and unless the place is besieged53, as it is likely to be before long, you will soon hear from us. Probably the messenger will have visited the farm before you reach it."
"I will do that, sir," the girl said gratefully. "I never liked this life, and since that terrible night I have scarcely had any sleep. I seem to hear noises and cries, just as they say the king does, and shall be indeed glad to be away.
"But I cannot come out with the count, this evening. We only get out once in five days, and it was only as a special favour I have been let out, now. I will come with him to the door, talking with him as if he were a lackey of my acquaintance."
At the hour agreed upon Philip and Pierre, stationed a few yards from the door, saw a man and woman appear. The girl made some laughing remark, and then went back into the palace. The man came out. He made two quick steps and then stumbled, and Philip ran forward, and grasped him firmly under the arm.
"You were just in time, Philip," Francois said, with a feeble laugh, "another step and I should have been down. I am weaker than I thought I was, and the fresh air is well-nigh too much for me.
"I have had a close shave of it, Philip; and have been nearer death, in that attic48 up there, than I ever was on a field of battle. What a good little woman that was! I owe my life to her.
"It is good of you coming here to find me, old fellow. You are always getting me out of scrapes. You remember that affair at Toulouse.
"Thank you, Pierre, but mind, that arm you have got hold of is the weak one.
"Now, how far have we got to go, Philip? For I warn you, I am nearly at the end of my strength."
"We will get into a quiet street first, Francois, and there you shall have a drink, from a flask54 of excellent wine I have here. Then we will help you along. You can lean as heavily as you like upon us. You are no great weight, now; and anyone who notices us helping55 you will suppose that we are conveying a drunken comrade to his home."
But in spite of all the assistance they could give him, Francois was terribly exhausted56 when he reached the lodging. Here Philip and Pierre bandaged his wounds, far more securely and firmly than his nurse had been able to do; and the next morning, when he awoke, he declared himself ready to start at once.
It was a week, however, before Philip would hear of his making such an effort; but by that time, good eating and drinking had done so much for him that he thought he would be able to stand the fatigue57 of the journey, and the next morning they started. Disguised as peasants, they passed out through the gates unquestioned. Francois was left in the wood, with the clothes they had purchased for him. The others then went on and found their bundles undisturbed, obtained their three horses at Versailles and, riding back, soon had Francois mounted.
The wound on his head was so far healed that it was no longer necessary to bandage it, and although he looked pale and weak, there was nothing about him to attract special notice. They journeyed by easy stages south, lengthening58 the distances gradually as Francois gained strength; and riding fast, towards the end, so as to reach La Rochelle before an army, under Marshal Biron, sat down before it.
It was evening when they arrived, and after putting up their horses they made their way to Monsieur Bertram's. Philip mounted the stairs, leaving Francois to follow him, slowly.
"I shall not take more than two or three minutes to break the news, but I must prepare your mother a little, Francois. She has not said much, but I know she had but little hope, though she bore up so bravely."
The countess was sitting, with Claire and the merchant's daughter. It was the first time Philip had seen Mademoiselle de Valecourt, since they first arrived at La Rochelle. She was dressed now in deep mourning. A flush of bright colour spread over her face, as Philip entered.
As in duty bound, he turned first to the countess and saluted60 her affectionately; and then turned to Claire, and would have kissed her hand, but the countess said:
And Philip, drawing her to him, kissed her for the first time since they had betrothed themselves to each other in the hut in Paris; and then saluted Mademoiselle Bertram.
"We have been under no uneasiness respecting you, Philip," the countess said; "for Claire and myself both look upon you as having a charmed life. Has your mission been successful?"
"It has, aunt, beyond my hopes. And first, I must ask your pardon for having deceived you."
"Deceived me, Philip! In what way?"
"My mission was an assumed one," Philip said; "and in reality, Pierre and I journeyed to Paris."
A cry broke from the countess's lips.
"To Paris, Philip! And your mission has been successful? You have heard something?"
"I have done more, aunt, I have found him."
"The Lord be praised for all His mercies!" burst from the lips of the countess, and she threw herself on Philip's neck, and burst into a passion of tears, the first she had shed since he brought the news from Paris.
"Courage, aunt," Philip whispered.
He glanced towards the door. Claire understood him, and ran to open it. Francois came quietly in.
"Mother," he said, and the countess, with a cry of joy, ran into his arms.
The French army appeared before the town on the following day, and the siege was at once commenced. With Marshal Biron were the dukes of Anjou and Alencon, the King of Navarre, and the Prince of Conde, who had been compelled to accompany him.
The siege made little progress. The defences were strong, and the Huguenots were not content only to repel62 assaults, but made fierce sallies, causing a considerable loss to the besiegers.
To the surprise of the defenders63, they heard that the Count de la Noue had arrived in camp, with a mission from the king. He had remained a captive, in the camp of the Duke of Alva, after the surrender of Mons; and so had happily escaped the massacre of Saint Bartholomew. He had then been released, and had gone to France to arrange his ransom64.
The king, who was now tormented65 with remorse66, sent for him; and entreated67 him, as a personal favour, to go as his Commissioner68 to La Rochelle, and to endeavour to bring about a cessation of hostilities69, authorizing70 him to grant almost any terms. De la Noue undertook the task unwillingly71, and only upon condition that he would be no party to inducing them to surrender, unless perfectly73 satisfied with the guarantees for the observance of any treaty that might be made.
When a flag of truce74 came forward, and announced that Monsieur de la Noue had arrived on the part of the king, the news was at first received with incredulity. Then there was a burst of indignation, at what was considered the treachery of the count. He was refused permission to enter the town but, after some parleying, a party went out to have an interview with him outside the gate.
The meeting was unsatisfactory. Some of the citizens pretended that they did not recognize De la Noue, saying that the person they knew was a brave gentleman, faithful to his religion, and one who certainly would not be found in a Catholic camp.
A few days later, however, the negotiations75 were renewed. The count pointed76 out that they could not hope, finally, to resist the whole force of France; and that it would be far better for them to make terms, now, than when in an extremity77. But he was able to give no guarantees that were considered acceptable by the citizens.
De la Noue's position was exceedingly difficult. But at last the citizens perceived that he was still loyal to the cause; and as he had, beforehand, received the king's authority to accept the governorship of the town, the people of La Rochelle agreed to receive him in that position, provided that no troops entered with him.
The negotiations fell through, and the siege was renewed with vigour78, De la Noue now taking the lead in the defence, his military experience being of immense assistance. Very many of the nobles and gentlemen in the Catholic army were present, as a matter of duty. They fought with the usual gallantry of their race, but for the most part abhorred79 the massacre of Saint Bartholomew; and were as strongly of opinion as were the Huguenots of France, and the Protestants throughout Europe, that it was an indelible disgrace upon France.
Their feeling was shown in many ways. Among others, Maurevel, the murderer of De Mouy, and the man who had attempted the assassination80 of the Admiral, having accompanied the Duke of Anjou to the camp, no one would associate with him or suffer him to encamp near, or even go on guard with him into the trenches81; and the duke was, in consequence, obliged to appoint him to the command of a small fort which was erected82 on the seashore.
Incessant83 fighting went on, but the position was a singular one. The Duke of Alencon had been an unwilling72 spectator of the massacre of Saint Bartholomew. He was jealous of Anjou, and restless and discontented, and he contemplated84 going over to the Huguenots. The King of Navarre and his cousin Conde, and the Huguenot gentlemen with him, were equally anxious to leave the camp, where they were closely watched; and De la Noue, while conducting the defence, occasionally visited the royal camp and endeavoured to bring about a reconciliation85.
He was much rejoiced, on his first arrival at the city, to find both Francois and Philip there; for he had believed that both had fallen in the massacre. He took great interest in Philip's love affair, and made inquiries86 in the royal camp; where he learned that Mademoiselle de Valecourt was supposed to have perished with her father, in the massacre; and that the estates had already been bestowed87, by the king, on one of his favourites.
"I should say that, if our cause should finally triumph, a portion at least of her estates will be restored to her; but in that case the king would certainly claim to dispose of her hand."
"I care nothing for the estates, nor does she," Philip said. "She will go with me to England, as soon as the fighting here is over; and if things look hopeless, we shall embark88, and endeavour to break through the blockade by the king's ships. Even had she the estates, she would not remain in France, which has become hateful to her. She is now fully30 restored to health, and we shall shortly be married."
When De la Noue next went out to the French camp, he sent a despatch89 to the king, saying that Mademoiselle de Valecourt had escaped the massacre and was in La Rochelle. He pointed out that, as long as she lived, the Huguenots would, if at any time they became strong enough to make terms, insist upon the restoration of her estates, as well as those of others that had been confiscated90. He said that he had had an interview with her, and had learned that she intended, if a proper provision should be secured for her, to retire to England. He therefore prayed his majesty91, as a favour to him and as an act of justice, to require the nobleman to whom he had granted the estates to pay her a handsome sum, when she would make a formal renunciation of the estates in his favour.
A month later he received the royal answer, saying that the king had graciously taken the case of Mademoiselle de Valecourt into his consideration, that he had spoken to the nobleman to whom he had granted her estate, and to the Duke of Guise2, whose near relative he was; and that these noblemen had placed in his hands the sum of ten thousand livres, for which was enclosed an order, payable92 by the treasury93 of the army upon the signatures of Monsieur de la Noue and Mademoiselle de Valecourt, and upon the handing over of the document of renunciation signed by her.
Monsieur de la Noue had told Philip nothing of these negotiations but, having obtained from Claire the necessary signature he, one evening, on his return from the royal camp, came into the room where they were sitting, followed by two servants carrying small, but heavy bags.
"Mademoiselle," he said, when the servants had placed these on the table and retired94, "I have pleasure in handing you these.
"Philip, Mademoiselle de Valecourt will not come to you as a dowerless bride, which indeed would be a shame for a daughter of so old and noble a family. Mademoiselle has signed a formal renunciation of her rights to the estates of her late father and, by some slight good offices on my part, his majesty has obtained for her, from the man to whom he has granted the estates of Valecourt, the sum of ten thousand livres--a poor fraction, indeed, of the estates she should have inherited; and yet a considerable sum, in itself."
A week later, Sir Philip Fletcher and Claire de Valecourt were married in the principal church of La Rochelle. The Count de la Noue, as a friend and companion-in-arms of her father, gave her away; and all the Huguenot noblemen and gentlemen in the town were present. Three weeks later, a great assault upon the bastion of L'Evangile having been repulsed95, the siege languished96; the besieging97 army having suffered greatly, both from death in the trenches and assaults, and by the attacks of fever.
The Count of Montgomery arrived from England, with some reinforcements. De la Noue resigned to him the governorship, and left the city. The Prince of Anjou, shortly afterwards, received the crown of Poland; and left the camp, with a number of nobles, to proceed to his new kingdom; and the army became so weakened that the siege was practically discontinued and, the blockading fleet being withdrawn98, Philip and his wife took passage in a ship for England, Pierre accompanying them.
"I may come some day with Francois, Philip," the countess said, "but not till I see that the cause is altogether lost. Still I have faith that we shall win tolerance99. They say that the king is mad. Anjou has gone to Poland. Alencon is still unmarried. I believe that it is God's will that Henry of Navarre should come to the throne of France, and if so, there will be peace and toleration in France. So long as a Huguenot sword is unsheathed, I shall remain here."
Philip had written to acquaint his father and mother of his marriage, and his intention to return with his wife as soon as the siege was over. There was therefore but little surprise, although great joy, when he arrived. He had sent off Pierre on horseback, as soon as the ship dropped anchor at Gravesend, and followed more leisurely100 himself.
They were met, a few miles out of Canterbury, by a messenger from his uncle; telling them to ride straight to his new estate, where he would be met by his mother and father--the latter of whom had started, the day before, in a litter for the house--and that his uncle and aunt would also be there.
Upon Philip and Claire's arrival, they were received with much rejoicing. Monsieur Vaillant had sent round messengers to all the tenantry to assemble, and had taken over a number of his workmen, who had decorated the avenue leading to the house with flags, and thrown several arches across it.
"It is a small place in comparison to Valecourt, Claire," Philip said, as they drove up to the house.
"It is a fine chateau101, Philip; but now that I have you, it would not matter to me were it but a hut.
"And oh, what happiness to think that we have done with persecution and terror and war, and that I may worship God freely and openly! He has been good to me, indeed; and if I were not perfectly happy, I should be the most ungrateful of women."
Claire's dowry was spent in enlarging the estate, and Philip became one of the largest landowners in the county. He went no more to the wars, save that, when the Spanish armada threatened the religion and freedom of England, he embarked102 as a volunteer in one of Drake's ships, and took part in the fierce fighting that freed England for ever from the yoke103 of Rome, and in no small degree aided both in securing the independence of Protestant Holland, and of seating Henry of Navarre firmly upon the throne of France.
Save to pay two or three visits to Philip and her sisters, the Countess de Laville and her son did not come to England. Francois fought at Ivry and the many other battles that took place, before Henry of Navarre became undisputed King of France; and then became one of the leading nobles of his court.
Philip settled a small pension on the four men-at-arms who had followed his fortunes and shared his perils104, and they returned to their native Gascony; where they settled down, two being no longer fit for service, and the others having had enough fighting for a lifetime.
The countess had, soon after Francois returned to La Rochelle, sent a sum of money, to the girl who had saved his life, that sufficed to make her the wealthiest heiress in her native village in Poitou; and she married a well-to-do farmer, the countess herself standing105 as godmother to their first child, to their immeasurable pride and gratification.
Pierre remained to the end of his life in Philip's service, taking to himself an English wife, and being a great favourite with the children of Philip and Claire, who were never tired of listening to the adventures he had gone through, with their father and mother, in the religious wars in France.
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lengthening
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