"And he does so still."
"He may possibly have changed his opinion."
"No."
"You are quite sure, then?"
"Quite sure."
"But in case you should have some doubt."
"Well!"
"I can only say that I do not positively a.s.sure you that he will come."
"Yet he told you-"
"He certainly did tell me; but you know that man proposes and G.o.d disposes,-verba volant, scripta manent."
"Which is as much to say-"
"That what is spoken flies away, and what is written remains; and, as he did not write to me, but contented himself by saying to me, "I will authorize you, yet without specifically instructing you," you must feel that it places me in a very embarra.s.sing position."
"What do you authorize me to do, then?"
"Why, to let your rooms if you find a good tenant for them."
"I?"
"Yes, you."
"Never will I do such a thing, monsieur. If he has not written to you, he has written to me."
"Ah! what does he say? Let us see if his letter agrees with his words."
"These are almost his very words. "To the landlord of the Beau Paon Hotel,-You will have been informed of the meeting arranged to take place in your inn between some people of importance; I shall be one of those who will meet with the others at Fontainebleau. Keep for me, then, a small room for a friend who will arrive either before or after me-" and you are the friend, I suppose," said the landlord, interrupting his reading of the letter. Malicorne bowed modestly. The landlord continued: ""And a large apartment for myself. The large apartment is my own affair, but I wish the price of the smaller room to be moderate, as it is destined for a fellow who is deucedly poor." It is still you he is speaking of, is he not?" said the host.
"Oh, certainly," said Malicorne.
"Then we are agreed; your friend will settle for his apartment, and you for your own."
"May I be broken alive on the wheel," said Malicorne to himself, "if I understand anything at all about it," and then he said aloud, "Well, then, are you satisfied with the name?"
"With what name?"
"With the name at the end of the letter. Does it give you the guarantee you require?"
"I was going to ask you the name."
"What! was the letter not signed?"
"No," said the landlord, opening his eyes very wide, full of mystery and curiosity.
"In that case," said Malicorne, imitating his gesture and his mysterious look, "if he has not given you his name, you understand, he must have his reasons for it."
"Oh, of course."
"And, therefore, I, his friend, his confidant, must not betray him."
"You are perfectly right, monsieur," said the landlord, "and I do not insist upon it."
"I appreciate your delicacy. As for myself, as my friend told you, my room is a separate affair, so let us come to terms about it. Short accounts make long friends. How much is it?"
"There is no hurry."
"Never mind, let us reckon it all up all the same. Room, my own board, a place in the stable for my horse, and his feed. How much per day?"
"Four livres, monsieur."
"Which will make twelve livres for the three days I have been here?"
"Yes, monsieur."
"Here are your twelve livres, then."
"But why settle now?"
"Because," said Malicorne, lowering his voice, and resorting to his former air of mystery, because he saw that the mysterious had succeeded, "because if I had to set off suddenly, to decamp at any moment, my account would be settled."
"You are right, monsieur."
"I may consider myself at home, then?"
"Perfectly."
"So far so well. Adieu!" And the landlord withdrew. Malicorne, left alone, reasoned with himself in the following manner: "No one but De Guiche or Manicamp could have written to this fellow; De Guiche, because he wishes to secure a lodging for himself beyond the precincts of the court, in the event of his success or failure, as the case might be; Manicamp, because De Guiche must have intrusted him with his commission. And De Guiche or Manicamp will have argued in this manner. The large apartment would serve for the reception, in a befitting manner, of a lady thickly veiled, reserving to the lady in question a double means of exit, either in a street somewhat deserted, or closely adjoining the forest. The smaller room might either shelter Manicamp for a time, who is De Guiche"s confidant, and would be the vigilant keeper of the door, or De Guiche himself, acting, for greater safety, the part of a master and confidant at the same time. Yet," he continued, "how about this meeting which is to take place, and which has actually taken place, in this hotel? No doubt they are persons who are going to be presented to the king. And the "poor devil," for whom the smaller room is destined, is a trick, in order to better conceal De Guiche or Manicamp. If this be the case, as very likely it is, there is only half the mischief done, for there is simply the length of a purse string between Manicamp and Malicorne." After he had thus reasoned the matter out, Malicorne slept soundly, leaving the seven travelers to occupy, and in every sense of the word to walk up and down, their several lodgings in the hotel. Whenever there was nothing at court to put him out, when he had wearied himself with his excursions and investigations, tired of writing letters which he could never find an opportunity of delivering to the people they were intended for, he returned home to his comfortable little room, and leaning upon the balcony, which was filled with nasturtiums and white pinks, for whom Fontainebleau seemed to possess no attractions with all its illuminations, amus.e.m.e.nts, and fetes.
Things went on in this manner until the seventh day, a day of which we have given such full details, with its night also, in the preceding chapters. On that night Malicorne was enjoying the fresh air, seated at his window, toward one o"clock in the morning, when Manicamp appeared on horseback, with a thoughtful and listless air.
"Good!" said Malicorne to himself, recognizing him at the first glance; "there"s my friend, who is come to take possession of his apartment, that is to say, of my room." And he called to Manicamp, who looked up and immediately recognized Malicorne.
"Ah! by Jove!" said the former, his countenance clearing up, "glad to see you, Malicorne. I have been wandering about Fontainebleau, looking for three things I cannot find: De Guiche, a room, and a stable."
"Of M. de Guiche I cannot give you either good or bad news, for I have not seen him; but as far as concerns your room and a stable, that"s another matter, for they have been retained here for you."
"Retained-and by whom?"
"By yourself, I presume."
"By me?"
"Do you mean to say you did not take lodgings here?"
"By no means," said Manicamp.
At this moment the landlord appeared on the threshold of the door.
"I want a room," said Manicamp.
"Did you engage one, monsieur?"
"No."
"Then I have no rooms to let."
"In that case, I have engaged a room," said Manicamp.
"A room simply, or lodgings?"
"Anything you please."
"By letter?" inquired the landlord.
Malicorne nodded affirmatively to Manicamp.
"Of course by letter," said Manicamp. "Did you not receive a letter from me?"
"What was the date of the letter?" inquired the host, in whom Manicamp"s hesitation had aroused some suspicion.
Manicamp rubbed his ear, and looked up at Malicorne"s window; but Malicorne had left his window and was coming down the stairs to his friend"s a.s.sistance. At the very same moment, a traveler, wrapped in a large Spanish cloak, appeared at the porch, near enough to hear the conversation.
"I ask you what was the date of the letter you wrote to me to retain apartments here?" repeated the landlord, pressing the question.
"Last Wednesday was the date," said the mysterious stranger, in a soft and polished tone of voice, touching the landlord on the shoulder.
Manicamp drew back, and it was now Malicorne"s turn, who appeared on the threshold, to scratch his ear. The landlord saluted the new arrival as a man who recognizes his true guest.
"Monsieur," he said to him, with civility, "your apartment is ready for you, and the stables too, only-" He looked round him and inquired, "Your horses?"
"My horses may or may not arrive. That, however, matters but little to you, provided you are paid for what has been engaged." The landlord bowed lower still.
"You have," continued the unknown traveler, "kept for me in addition, the small room I asked for?"
"Oh!" said Malicorne, endeavoring to hide himself.
"Your friend has occupied it during the last week," said the landlord, pointing to Malicorne, who was trying to make himself as small as possible. The traveler, drawing his cloak round him so as to cover the lower part of his face, cast a rapid glance at Malicorne, and said, "This gentleman is no friend of mine."
The landlord started violently.
"I am not acquainted with this gentleman," continued the traveler.
"What!" exclaimed the host, turning to Malicorne, "are you not this gentleman"s friend, then?"
"What does it matter whether I am or not, provided you are paid?" said Malicorne, parodying the stranger"s remark in a very majestic manner.
"It matters so far as this," said the landlord, who began to perceive that one person had been taken for another, "that I beg you, monsieur, to leave the rooms, which had been engaged beforehand, and by some one else instead of you."
"Still," said Malicorne, "this gentleman cannot require at the same time a room on the first floor and an apartment on the second. If this gentleman will take the room, I will take the apartment: if he prefers the apartment, I will be satisfied with the room."
"I am exceedingly distressed, monsieur," said the traveler in his soft voice, "but I need both the room and the apartment."
"At least, tell me for whom?" inquired Malicorne.
"The apartment I require for myself."
"Very well; but the room?"
"Look," said the traveler, pointing towards a sort of procession which was approaching.
Malicorne looked in the direction indicated, and observed borne upon a litter, the arrival of the Franciscan, whose installation in his apartment he had, with a few details of his own, related to Montalais, and whom he had so uselessly endeavored to convert to humbler views. The result of the arrival of the stranger, and of the sick Franciscan, was Malicorne"s expulsion, without any consideration for his feelings, from the inn, by the landlord and the peasants who had carried the Franciscan. The details have already been given of what followed this expulsion; of Manicamp"s conversation with Montalais; how Manicamp, with greater cleverness than Malicorne had shown, had succeeded in obtaining news of De Guiche, of the subsequent conversation of Montalais with Malicorne, and, finally, of the billets with which the Comte de Saint-Aignan had furnished Manicamp and Malicorne. It remains for us to inform our readers who was the traveler in the cloak-the princ.i.p.al tenant of the double apartment, of which Malicorne had only occupied a portion-and the Franciscan, quite as mysterious a personage, whose arrival, together with that of the stranger, unfortunately upset the two friends" plans.
Chapter LII. A Jesuit of the Eleventh Year.
In the first place, in order not to weary the reader"s patience, we will hasten to answer the first question. The traveler with the cloak held over his face was Aramis, who, after he had left Fouquet, and taken from a portmanteau, which his servant had opened, a cavalier"s complete costume, quitted the chateau, and went to the hotel of the Beau Paon, where, by letters, seven or eight days previously, he had, as the landlord had stated, directed a room and an apartment to be retained for him. Immediately after Malicorne and Manicamp had been turned out, Aramis approached the Franciscan, and asked him whether he would prefer the apartment or the room. The Franciscan inquired where they were both situated. He was told that the room was on the first, and the apartment on the second floor.
"The room, then," he said.
Aramis did not contradict him, but, with great submissiveness, said to the landlord: "The room." And bowing with respect he withdrew into the apartment, and the Franciscan was accordingly carried at once into the room. Now, is it not extraordinary that this respect should be shown by a prelate of the Church for a simple monk, for one, too, belonging to a mendicant order; to whom was given up, without a request for it even, a room which so many travelers were desirous of obtaining? How, too, can one explain the unexpected arrival of Aramis at the hotel-he who had entered the chateau with M. Fouquet, and could have remained at the chateau with M. Fouquet if he had liked? The Franciscan supported his removal up the staircase without uttering a complaint, although it was evident he suffered very much, and that every time the litter knocked against the wall or the railing of the staircase, he experienced a terrible shock throughout his frame. And finally, when he had arrived in the room, he said to those who carried him: "Help me to place myself in that armchair." The bearers of the litter placed it on the ground, and lifting the sick man up as gently as possible, carried him to the chair he had indicated, which was situated at the head of the bed. "Now," he added, with a marked benignity of gesture and tone, "desire the landlord to come."
They obeyed, and five minutes afterwards the landlord appeared at the door.
"Be kind enough," said the Franciscan to him, "to send these excellent fellows away; they are va.s.sals of the Vicomte de Melun. They found me when I had fainted on the road overcome by the heat, and without thinking of whether they would be paid for their trouble, they wished to carry me to their own home. But I know at what cost to themselves is the hospitality which the poor extend to a sick monk, and I preferred this hotel, where, moreover, I was expected."
The landlord looked at the Franciscan in amazement, but the latter, with his thumb, made the sign of the cross in a peculiar manner upon his breast. The host replied by making a similar sign on his left shoulder. "Yes, indeed," he said, "we did expect you, but we hoped that you would arrive in a better state of health." And as the peasants were looking at the innkeeper, usually so supercilious, and saw how respectful he had become in the presence of a poor monk, the Franciscan drew from a deep pocket three or four pieces of gold which he held out.
"My friends," said he, "here is something to repay you for the care you have taken of me. So make yourselves perfectly easy, and do not be afraid of leaving me here. The order to which I belong, and for which I am traveling, does not require me to beg; only, as the attention you have shown me deserves to be rewarded, take these two louis and depart in peace."
The peasants did not dare to take them; the landlord took the two louis out of the monk"s hand and placed them in that of one of the peasants, all four of whom withdrew, opening their eyes wider than ever. The door was then closed; and, while the innkeeper stood respectfully near it, the Franciscan collected himself for a moment. He then pa.s.sed across his sallow face a hand which seemed dried up by fever, and rubbed his nervous and agitated fingers across his beard. His large eyes, hollowed by sickness and inquietude, seemed to peruse in the vague distance a mournful and fixed idea.