For memory, consciousness, had failed him from the moment when the truculent2 but craven bully3 had essayed that botte de lache and he had sunk insensible upon the straw of the stable until, some two hours later, he had opened his eyes again upon a scene which brought neither recollection nor understanding to him.
He opened his eyes to see a glare shining in them that his disordered mind could not comprehend until, at last, consciousness began to regain5 its hold upon him, when he was enabled to understand that it proceeded from some miserable6 light--probably that of a rush-light--which had been placed behind a common bottle filled with water, perhaps with the intention of increasing the flare7. He saw, too, that there was a fire burning in the corner of whatever the place might be in which he was lying: a fire made of sticks, not logs, which, since they emitted a horribly pungent8 odour as well as clouds of smoke, were probably green and damp. Next, as sensibility returned to him, he knew that he was very cold and wet, that he was shivering as a man in a fit of ague shivers, and that he ached all over as though he had been beaten.
A moment later, and when he was about to call out to know if there were any person within hail and, if so, to ask where he was, he heard a woman's voice speaking, yet speaking in so strange a patois9, or dialect, that he had to devote all the attention his still giddy brain could furnish to grasp what the possessor of that voice said. Still, he was by a great effort enabled to understand the tenor10 of the words.
"Nothing on him, father, nothing!" the voice said. "Himmel! a trout11 of a kilo would have been a better haul. I would have cast him back into the river and have let the rapids have him. Yet," the speaker added, "his clothes are good, of the best. They are worth something and he is a handsome man."
"Nein, nein," a man's voice, gruff and harsh, replied. "I could not do that. Never! My heart is too soft for such deeds as that. And, Therese, I was once nearly caught and dragged into those accursed rapids myself, and I remember my awful fears, my sweat and agony as I was swept along towards them. I could not see another going that way and let him continue his course, especially since the net had got him. And, 'Rese, this is a gentleman; look at his hands. Even though he has no money in his pockets he must have friends and belongings12. They will pay me well for the fish I have caught."
"He," the woman's voice said, "is handsome as a picture. When he is well and not so deathly white he must be beautiful as the paintings of the boy angels in our church. I wish I had not seen so handsome a face. I shall think of it for long."
"Bah! you women think of nothing but men and their looks. Now, come, help me to take off his garments and to put him in the warm straw before the fire. Maybe he will recover."
"Ach, mein Gott!" the woman screamed, as she drew near to Humphrey in obedience13 to the man's command, "look, look, father, his eyes are open, and, ah! what eyes they are. Oh!" she muttered to herself, "I have never seen such eyes, such lashes14. 'Tis well you saved him. So handsome a man should never die."
"Good people," Humphrey said, finding his own voice now and wondering if it was his voice, it came so weak and thin from out his lips. "Good people, I pray God to bless you for your mercy to me. And--and--I have heard all you said. If there is no money on me now, as there should be, still I can reward you well. I am not poor."
"Who are you?" the woman, or rather girl, asked in her strange jargon15.
"I am a gentleman. I have substance. You shall be well rewarded."
"How came you in the river?"
"Heaven alone knows. I was stabbed in a fight in Basle. Rather tell me how I came here."
"I had a net stretched across from this side to the other," the man said. "The river narrows here and it is easy to get over. When the storms come, the great salmon16 trout and the pike come down from Rheinfelden. I thought I had two at the least, if not three, when I saw the net nearly torn off its ropes as it caught you."
"They threw me in the river then," Humphrey mused17. "It must be so. Ah! if I live, gare à vous, La Truaumont, and you, Fleur de Mai. Heaven help you if we ever come face to face again or I live to reach the King." Then aloud, he said, "How far is this from Basle?"
"A kilometre. Opposite, across the river, is the Fort de Stein."
"A kilometre! I have been borne that far and I am alive! God, I thank Thee." Then turning to the man he said, "Is my wound serious? Have you looked to it?"
"Nein. I knew not even that you were wounded. Where is it?"
"Below my right shoulder. Through the lung, I fear."
"Rese," the man said to his daughter. "Assist me to remove the gentleman's garments."
"Nay18, nay. Let the maiden19 retire. You can do that."
With a grunt20 and a laugh the fellow did as Humphrey bade him, and did it gently too, so that in a few moments the latter's body was bare while the orifice of a gaping21 wound was plainly visible two inches below the shoulder. Yet, probably owing to the action of the water through which Humphrey had not only been borne but tossed upon, that wound was neither livid nor covered with blood and was, doubtless, thereby22 prevented from mortifying23. The man found, too, by running his hand under Humphrey's back, that the weapon had not passed through the body, while, by pressing the side and finding that the young man neither winced24 nor groaned25, he opined that the sword had not entered very deeply.
"I am no surgeon," he said; "I can do naught26. Yet there are good ones in Basle. When daylight comes, if you will have it so, I will get out my mule27 and cart in which I take the fish I catch to Basle, and will drive you there."
"Ay," Humphrey said, "in heaven's name do so, I beseech28 you. And then you shall be rewarded. The Duchess with whom I travel----"
"You are a friend of duchesses?" Therese and her father exclaimed, while the first added, "Was it for this woman you were stabbed and thrown into the river?"
"I rode in her service," Humphrey replied; when, again addressing the man, he said, "You shall be well paid for your services."
"Sus! sus!" the latter grunted29, "I seek not reward for saving life. Yet you are rich you say, and we--God help us!--are splitting with hunger and poverty. Now, let me strip you," he went on, "and wrap you in the straw--we have no other covering even for ourselves--and I will dry your habiliments. Meanwhile, a rag to your wound must suffice till we reach Basle. It will not be long; the dayspring will come soon. Sleep, seigneur, sleep; sleep is both food and balm to those who have naught else."
This story Humphrey told--even more briefly30 than it has been set down--to the King sitting before him and to the harsh, severe-looking minister standing4 by his master's chair.
He told, too, of how he reached Basle where his wound was dressed by a learned doctor, and of how his bruises31 and contusions--caused by his being tossed by the rushing river against boulder32 stones and logs borne down like himself on its cruel bosom--were soothed33 by cunning unguents and salves as well as might be. He narrated34, also, how he found the Duchess and Jacquette almost distraught at his disappearance35 as well as at that of La Truaumont and Fleur de Mai, while their consternation36 was enhanced by the disappearance next morning of Boisfleury who had also decamped on the pretence37 of seeking the Syndic. All were gone, yet, with the exception of Boisfleury's horse, upon which the vagabond rode away, their animals remained in the stalls.
One thing alone Humphrey did not tell the King and De Louvois. He made no mention of how he and Jacquette had met and been together again; how the girl had wept and sighed at his sufferings and laughed and smiled at having him safe in her arms once more, and how she had nursed him and cared for him till he was ready to set out for Paris. Nor did he tell the King how Jacquette swore that the moment her mistress was safe in Milan she would return to Humphrey, or he should set out again to her, and how, the next time they met, they would be wedded38 and never part more.
"And this Fleur de Mai, the ruffian who bears this nom de fantaisie," the King asked, "this truculent luron, who and what is he? A hired bravo or a conspirator39? What? When we have him fast in our hands, as we may do yet, which is he most worthy40 of, the wheel, the gallows41, or the axe42?"
"Your Majesty43, I know not. His bearing and manner are those of a swashbuckler."
"Sire," De Louvois said now, producing two papers from his pocket, which papers were the letters the King had been reading before supper, the letters of two women. "Sire, the Duchess of Portsmouth writes that in this vile44 plot which has come to her ears at the English Court, a name is mentioned. That of the Chevalier la Preaux. This may be he, for he, too, is Norman like all the rest--except one. Except the greater one."
"Monsieur West," the King said, as he rose to his feet, and Humphrey, determined45 to be no longer seated while His Majesty stood, struggled to his feet in spite of Louis' protest, "I would you were a subject of mine, a man born wholly French. Then I could repay you for your care of me and my crown and of, perhaps, my life. Yet, though you are none such, I shall not forget."
"Sire, I--I--could not learn this and not speak. Had I ne'er been permitted to enter your presence I could not have done so. But, sire, my mother! Your Majesty obtained the restoration of our lands and----"
"Ah," the King said, "your mother. She is well and happy?"
"She is well and happy, sire. She owes all to your Majesty."
"She should be proud of you. Proud of such a son." Then, as again he gave Humphrey his hand to kiss, he bade Louvois see to it that the former was well lodged46 in the chateau47 and treated as one of his most honoured guests.
Whether that treatment would have been good for Humphrey had he been heart whole up to now may perhaps be doubted. For, although in England it had been his lot to be surrounded by the butterflies, male and female, of the giddy Court, there had never been anything which singled him out as one to whom particular attention should be paid by the fair sex--except his good looks.
But here, where--though nothing was absolutely known of what he might have done to make him signally favoured by the monarch48 who ruled the destinies of all in France--the thistle-down of gossip and chatter49 blew freely about, and whispers were circulated that Humphrey West was one marked out by Le Roi Soleil for high distinction, while, as at Whitehall, his appearance alone would have caused him to be much courted and petted by the favourites and demoiselles of the superb Court.
Therefore, maids of honour, themselves of high birth, vied with those splendid dames50 who glittered in the dazzling beams of the great ruler's smiles: one and all endeavoured to intoxicate51 the young man with their charms and their calineries. They played at nursing him, at waiting on him, even at being driven mad for love of him; and it may be that, in more than one case, the love was more real than simulated. They also, when it was possible, abstained52 from forming part of the King's retinues53 that daily set out for the hunts in the huge forest; of joining those dazzling cortéges of which beautiful women, soldiers of distinction, courtiers, statesmen, Church dignitaries, young girls and scheming intrigantes all formed part. They abstained so that they might be with Humphrey whose heart was far away, whose mind held only one image, that of Jacquette, and who, in consequence, could not be tempted54 by pretty faces and sparkling eyes, love knots and love-locks, subtle perfumes and flowing robes fashioned more to suggest than to disguise the shapely forms beneath.
One woman, too, who, in all that brilliant if garish55 Court, played the strongest, most dominating part of any, while pretending to play the most retiring and self-effacing, had a smile always for Humphrey, a quiet, modest word and, now and again, a glance which, though it told the young man nothing, must, at least, have assured him that if her friendship was worth anything he possessed56 it.
The woman who was to be in years to come the evil genius of the splendid monarch now in the full pride of his manhood; who was to cause him to commit one of the wickedest acts ever perpetrated by any monarch--the Revocation57 of the Edict of Nantes. To egg him on to deeds of aggression58 and spoliation which, at last, caused the whole of Europe to enter into a coalition59 against him that, if it did not eventually hurl60 him from his throne, did send him to his grave unlamented by his people.
The woman who, a subtle and crafty61 wanton in her youth, became an intolerant bigot in her riper years; the woman "so famous, so evil and so terrible"--as the most celebrated62 of all diarists, the Duc de St. Simon, termed her--who had once been the wife of the diseased and malignant63 poet, Paul Scarron, and will be known to all time as Madame de Maintenon.
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bully
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trout
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belongings
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obedience
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jargon
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salmon
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mused
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maiden
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gaping
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narrated
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disappearance
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pretence
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conspirator
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majesty
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vile
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determined
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lodged
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monarch
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chatter
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intoxicate
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tempted
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garish
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revocation
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