And now your Highness talks
of papers! I know nothing about papers. Ask Mazarin, Monsieur.
Mazarin knows that I was not in Paris yesterday."
"What!" incredulously.
"Messieurs," called the Chevalier. The musketeers returned. "Tell his
Highness for me that monseigneur acquits me of all connection with the
De Brissac affair, and that I am being punished and exiled because I
happen to possess a grey cloak."
"It is true, your Highness."
"Whom are you shielding?" demanded the prince with an oath. He was
alarmed.
"Since I refused to tell his Eminence it is not probable that I shall
tell your Highness."
Beaufort left in a rage. The prince's lackey spent a most
uncomfortable hour that night when his Highness, son of Monsieur le Duc
de Vendome, retired.
The Chevalier espied a yellow _caleche_, Mademoiselle de Longueville
herself in the act of entering it. Mademoiselle was the only person he
knew to be in the confidence of Diane.
"Messieurs, will you permit me to speak to Mademoiselle de
Longueville?" he asked.
"Do you think that monsieur can see mademoiselle?" said one to the
other, humorously.
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