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from the memoirs of a minister of france-第53章

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〃But; sire; out of the many ladies riding to…day〃

〃There is no lady wearing a yellow feather;〃 he answered passionately。  〃And the horse!  And I knew her; man!  Besides; she waved to me!  And; for the otherswhy should they turn from the hunt and take to the woods?〃

I could not answer this; but I looked at him in fear; for; as it was impossible that the Princess de Conde could be here; I saw no alternative but to think him smitten with madness。  The extravagance of the passion which he had entertained for her; and the wrath into which the news of her flight with her young husband had thrown him; to say nothing of the depression under which he had since suffered; rendered the idea not so unlikely as it now seems。  At any rate; I was driven for a moment to entertain it; and gazed at him in silence; a prey to the most dreadful apprehensions。

We stood in a narrow ride; bordered by evergreens; with which that part of the forest is planted; and but for the songs of the birds the stillness would have been absolute。  On a sudden the King removed his eyes from me; and; walking his horse a pace or two along the ride; uttered a cry of joy。

He pointed to the ground。  〃We are right!〃  he said。  〃There are her tracks!  Come!  We will overtake her yet!〃

I looked; and saw the fresh prints of a horse's shoes; and felt a great weight roll off my mind; for at least he had seen someone。 I no longer hesitated to fall in with his humour; but; riding after him; kept at his elbow until he reached the end of the ride。  Here; a vista opening right and left; and the ground being hard and free from tracks; we stood at a loss; until the King; whose eyesight was always of the keenest; uttered an exclamation; and started from me at a gallop。

I followed more slowly; and saw him dismount and pick up a glove; which; even at that distance; he had discerned lying in the middle of one of the paths。  He cried; with a flushed face; that it was Madame de Conde's; and added:  〃It has her perfumeher perfume; which no one else uses!〃

I confess that this so staggered me that I knew not what to think; but; between sorrow at seeing my master so infatuated and bewilderment at a riddle that grew each moment more perplexing; I sat gaping at Henry like a man without counsel。  However; at the moment; he needed none; but; getting to his saddle as quickly as he could; he began again to follow the tracks of the horse's feet; which here were visible; the path running through a beech wood。  The branches were still bare; and the shining trunks stood up like pillars; the ground about them being soft。  We followed the prints through this wood for a mile and a half or more; and then; with a cry; the King darted from me; and; in an instant; was racing through the wood at break…neck speed。

I had a glimpse of a woman flying far ahead of us; and now hidden from us by the trunks and now disclosed; and could even see enough to determine that she wore a yellow feather drooping from her hat; and was in figure not unlike the Princess。  But that was all; for; once started; the inequalities of the ground drew my eyes from the flying form; and; losing it; I could not again recover it。  On the contrary; it was all I could do to keep up with the King; and of the speed at which the woman was riding; could best judge by the fact that in less than five minutes he; too; pulled…up with a gesture of despair; and waited for me to come abreast of him。

〃You saw her?〃  he said; his face grim; and with something of suspicion lurking in it。

〃Yes; sire;〃 I answered; 〃I saw a woman; and a woman with a yellow feather; but whether it was the Princess〃

〃It was!〃  he said。  〃If not; why should she flee from us?〃

To that; again; I had not a word to say; and for a moment we rode in silence。  Observing; however; that this last turn had brought us far on the way home; I called the King's attention to this; but he had sunk into a fit of gloomy abstraction; and rode along with his eyes on the ground。  We proceeded thus until the slender path we followed brought up into the great road that leads through the forest to the kennels and the new canal。

Here I asked him if he would not return to the chase; as the day was still young。

〃Mon Dieu; no!〃  he answered passionately。  〃I have other work to do。  Hark ye; M。 le Duc; do you still think that she is in Brussels?〃

〃I swear that she was there three days ago; sire!〃

〃And you are not deceiving me?  If it be so; God forgive you; for I shall not!〃

〃It is no trick of mine; sire;〃 I answered firmly。

〃Trick?〃  he cried; with a flash of his eyes。  〃A trick; you say? No; VENTRE DE SAINT GRIS!  there is no man in France dare trick me so!〃

I did not contradict him; the rather as we were now close to the kennels; and I was anxious to allay his excitement; that it might not be detected by the keen eyes that lay in wait for us; and so add to the gossip to which his early return must give rise。  I hoped that at that hour he might enter unperceived; by way of the kennels and the little staircase; but in this I was disappointed; the beauty of the day having tempted a number of ladies; and others who had not hunted; to the terrace by the canal; whence; walking up and down; their fans and petticoats fluttering in the sunshine; and their laughter and chatter filling the air; they were able to watch our approach at their leisure。

Unfortunately; Henry had no longer the patience and self…control needful for such a RENCONTRE。  He dismounted with a dark and peevish air; and; heedless of the staring; bowing throng; strode up the steps。  Two or three; who stood high in favour; put themselves forward to catch a smile or a word; but he vouchsafed neither。  He walked through them with a sour air; and entered the chateau with a precipitation that left all tongues wagging。

To add to the misfortune; somethingI forget whatdetained me a moment; and that cost us dear。  Before I could cross the terrace; Concini; the Italian; came up; and; saluting me; said that the Queen desired to speak to me。

〃The Queen?〃  I said; doubtfully; foreseeing trouble。

〃She is waiting at the gate of the farther court;〃 he answered politely; his keen black eyes reverting; with eager curiosity; to the door by which the King had disappeared。

I could not refuse; and went to her。  〃The King has returned early; M。 le Duc?〃  she said。

〃Yes; madame;〃 I answered。  〃He had a fancy to discuss affairs to…day; and we lost the hounds。〃

〃Together?〃

〃I had the honour; Madame。〃

〃You do not seem to have agreed very well?〃  she said; smiling。

〃Madame;〃 I answered bluntly; 〃his Majesty has no more faithful servant; but we do not always agree。〃

She raised her hand; and; with a slight gesture; bade her ladies stand back; while her face lost its expression of good…temper; and grew sharp and dark。  〃Was it about the Conde?〃  she said; in a low; grating voice。  〃No; madame;〃 I answered; 〃it was about certain provisions。  The King's ear had been grossly abused; and his Majesty led to believe〃

〃Faugh!〃  she cried; with a wave of contempt; 〃that is an old story!  I am sick of it。  Is she still at Brussels?〃

〃Still; madame。〃

〃Then see that she stops there!〃  her Majesty
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