The Vicomte de Bragelonne; Or, Ten Years Later<br />Being the completion of "The Three Musketeers" a by Alexandre Dumas (read the beginning after the end novel .TXT) 📖
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He spoke these words with so much kindness, that Madame, encouraged, she who had had so many griefs for so long a time, was near bursting, so full was her heart.
"Come, come, dear little sister," said the king, "tell me your griefs; by the word of a brother, I pity them; by the word of a king, I will terminate them."
She raised her fine eyes, and, in a melancholy tone—
"It is not my friends who compromise me," said she; "they are either absent or concealed; they have been brought into disgrace with your majesty; they, so devoted, so good, so loyal!"
"You say this on account of Guiche, whom I have exiled, at the desire of Monsieur?"
"And who, since that unjust exile, has endeavored to get himself killed once every day!"
"Unjust, do you say, sister?"
"So unjust, that if I had not had the respect mixed with friendship that I have always entertained for your majesty—"
"Well?"
"Well! I would have asked my brother Charles, upon whom I can always—"
The king started. "What then?"
"I would have asked him to have it represented to you that Monsieur and his favorite, M. le Chevalier de Lorraine, ought not with impunity to constitute themselves the executioners of my honor and my happiness."
"The Chevalier de Lorraine," said the king; "that dismal face?"
"Is my mortal enemy. While that man lives in my household, where Monsieur retains him and delegates his powers to him, I shall be the most miserable woman in this kingdom."
"So," said the king, slowly, "You call your brother of England a better friend than I am?"
"Actions speak for themselves, sire."
"And you would prefer going to ask assistance there—"
"To my own country!" said she, with pride; "yes, sire."
"You are the grandchild of Henry IV., as well as myself, my friend. Cousin and brother-in-law, does not that amount pretty well to the title of brother-germain?"
"Then," said Henrietta, "act!"
"Let us form an alliance."
"Begin."
"I have, you say, unjustly exiled Guiche."
"Oh! yes," said she blushing.
"Guiche shall return."
"So far, well."
"And now you say that I am wrong in having in your household the Chevalier de Lorraine, who gives Monsieur ill-advice respecting you?"
"Remember well what I tell you, sire; the Chevalier de Lorraine some day—Observe, if ever I come to an ill end, I beforehand accuse the Chevalier de Lorraine; he has a soul capable of any crime!"
"The Chevalier de Lorraine shall no longer annoy you—I promise you that."
"Then that will be a true preliminary of alliance, sire—I sign; but since you have [Pg 545]done your part, tell me what shall be mine."
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"Instead of embroiling me with your brother Charles, you must make him my more intimate friend than ever."
"That is very easy."
"Oh! not quite so much so as you may think, for in ordinary friendship people embrace or exercise hospitality, and that only costs a kiss or a return, easy expenses; but in political friendship—"
"Ah! it's a political friendship, is it?"
"Yes, my sister; and then, instead of embraces and feasts, it is soldiers, it is soldiers all living and well equipped, that we must serve up to our friend; vessels we must offer, all armed with cannons and stored with provisions. It hence results that we have not always our coffers in a fit state to form such friendships."
"Ah! you are quite right," said Madame; "the coffers of the king of England have been very sonorous for some time."
"But you, my sister, who have so much influence over your brother, you can obtain more than an ambassador could ever obtain."
"To effect, that I must go to London, my dear brother."
"I have thought so," replied the king, eagerly; "and I have said to myself that such a voyage would do your spirits good."
"Only," interrupted Madame, "it is possible I should fail. The king of England has dangerous counselors."
"Counselors, do you say?"
"Precisely. If, by chance, your majesty had any intention—I am only supposing so—of asking Charles II. his alliance for a war—"
"For a war?"
"Yes, well! then the counselors of the king, who are to the number of seven—Mademoiselle Stewart, Mademoiselle Wells, Mademoiselle Gwyn, Miss Orchay, Mademoiselle Zunga, Miss Davies, and the proud Countess of Castlemaine—will represent to the king that war costs a great deal of money; that it is far better to give balls and suppers at Hampton Court than to equip vessels of the line at Portsmouth and Greenwich."[Pg 546]
"And then your negotiations will fail?"
"Oh! those ladies cause all negotiations to fail that they don't make themselves."
"Do you know the idea that has struck me, sister?"
"No; tell me what it is."
"It is that by searching well around you, you might perhaps find a female counselor to take with you to your brother whose eloquence might paralyze the ill-will of the seven others."
"That is really an idea, sire, and I will search."
"You will find what you want."
"I hope so."
"A pretty person is necessary; an agreeable face is better than an ugly one, is it not?"
"Most assuredly."
"An animated, lively, audacious character."
"Certainly."
"Nobility; that is, enough to enable her to approach the king without awkwardness—little enough, so as not to trouble herself about the dignity of her race."
"Quite just."
"And who knows a little English."
"Mon Dieu! why, some one," cried Madame, "like Mademoiselle de Keroualle, for instance!"
"Oh! why, yes!" said Louis XIV.; "you have found—it is you who have found, my sister."
"I will take her; she will have no cause to complain, I suppose."
"Oh! no; I will name her séductrice plénipotentiaire at once, and will add the dowry to the title."
"That is well."
"I fancy you already on your road, my dear little sister, and consoled for all your griefs."
"I will go, on two conditions. The first is, that I shall know what I am negotiating about."
"This is it. The Dutch, you know, insult me daily in their gazettes, and by their republican attitude. I don't like republics."
"That may easily be conceived, sire."
"I see with pain that these kings of the sea—they call themselves so—keep trade from France in the Indies, and that their vessels will soon occupy all the ports in Europe. Such a power is too near me, sister."
"They are your allies, nevertheless."
"That is why they were wrong in having the medal you have heard of struck; a medal which represents Holland stopping the sun, as Joshua did, with this legend: The sun has stopped before me. There is not much fraternity in that, is there?"
"I thought you had forgotten that miserable affair."
"I never forget anything, my sister. And if my true friends, such as your brother Charles, are willing to second me—" The princess remained pensively silent.
"Listen to me; there is the empire of the seas to be shared," said Louis XIV. "For this partition, which England submits to, could I not represent the second party as well as the Dutch?"
"We have Mademoiselle de Keroualle to treat that question," replied Madame.
"Your second condition for going, if you please, sister?"
"The consent of Monsieur, my husband."——"You shall have it."
"Then consider me gone, my brother."
On hearing these words, Louis XIV. turned round toward the corner of the room in which D'Artagnan, Colbert, and Aramis stood, and made an affirmative sign to his minister. Colbert then broke the conversation at the point it happened to be at, and said to Aramis:
"Monsieur l'Ambassadeur, shall we talk about business?"
D'Artagnan immediately withdrew, from politeness. He directed his steps toward the chimney, within hearing of what the king was going to say to Monsieur, who, evidently uneasy, had gone to him. The face of the king was animated. Upon his brow was stamped a will, the redoubtable expression of which already met with no more contradiction in France, and was soon to meet with no more in Europe.
"Monsieur," said the king to his brother, "I am not pleased with M. le Chevalier de Lorraine. You, who do him the honor to protect him, must advise him to travel for a few months." These words fell with the crush of an avalanche upon Monsieur, who adored this favorite, and concentrated all his affections in him.
"In what has the chevalier been able to displease your majesty?" cried he, darting a furious look at Madame.
"I will tell you that when he is gone," replied the impassible king. "And also when Madame, here, shall have crossed over into England."
"Madame! into England!" murmured Monsieur, in a perfect state of stupor.
"In a week, my brother," continued the king, "while we two will go whither I will tell you." And the king turned upon his heel after having smiled in his brother's face, to sweeten a little the bitter draught he had given him.
During this time, Colbert was talking with the Duc d'Alméda.
"Monsieur," said Colbert to Aramis, "this is the moment for us to come to an understanding. I have made your peace with the king, and I owed that clearly to a man of your merit; but as you have often expressed friendship for me, an opportunity presents itself for giving me a proof of it. You are, besides, more a Frenchman than Spaniard. Shall we have, answer me frankly, the neutrality of Spain, if we undertake anything against the United Provinces?"
"Monsieur," replied Aramis, "the interest of Spain is very clear. To embroil Europe with the United Provinces, against which subsists the ancient malice of their conquered liberty, is our policy, but the king of France is allied with the United Provinces. You are not ignorant, besides, that it would be a maritime war, and that France is not in a state to make such a one with advantage."
Colbert, turning round at this moment, saw D'Artagnan, who was seeking an interlocutor, during the "aside" of the king and Monsieur. He called him, at the same time saying in a low voice to Aramis. "We may talk with M. d'Artagnan. I suppose?"[Pg 547]
"Oh! certainly," replied the ambassador.
"We were saying, M. d'Alméda and I," said Colbert, "that war with the United Provinces would be a maritime war."
"That's evident enough," replied the musketeer.
"And what do you think of it, Monsieur d'Artagnan?"
"I think that to carry that war on successfully, you must have a very large land army."
"What did you say?" said Colbert, thinking he had ill-understood him.
"Why such a land army?" said Aramis.
"Because the king will be beaten by sea if he has not the English with him, and that when beaten by sea, he will be soon invaded, either by the Dutch in his ports, or by the Spaniards by land."
"And Spain neutral?" asked Aramis.
"Neutral as long as the king shall be the stronger," rejoined D'Artagnan.
Colbert admired that sagacity which never touched a question without enlightening it thoroughly. Aramis smiled, as he had long known that in diplomacy D'Artagnan acknowledged no master. Colbert, who, like all proud men, dwelt upon his fantasy with a certainty of success, resumed the subject, "Who told you, M. d'Artagnan, that the king had no navy?"
"Oh! I have taken no heed of these details," replied the captain. "I am but a middling sailor. Like all nervous people, I hate the sea; and yet I have an idea that with ships, France being a seaport with two hundred heads, we might have sailors."
Colbert drew from his pocket a little oblong book, divided into two columns. On the first were the names of vessels, on the other the figures recapitulating the number of cannon and men requisite to equip these ships. "I have had the same idea as you," said he to D'Artagnan, "and I have had an account drawn up of the vessels we have altogether—thirty-five ships."
"Thirty-five ships! that is impossible!" cried D'Artagnan.
"Something like two thousand pieces[Pg 548] of cannon," said Colbert. "That is what the king possesses at this moment. With thirty-five vessels we can make three squadrons, but I must have five."
"Five!" cried Aramis.
"They will be afloat before the end of the year, gentlemen; the king will have fifty ships of the line. We may venture on a contest with them, may we not?"
"To build vessels," said D'Artagnan, "is difficult, but possible. As to arming them, how is that to be done? In France there are neither foundries nor military docks."
"Bah!" replied Colbert, with a gay tone, "I have instituted all that this year and a half past, did you not know it? Don't you know M. d'Imfreville?"
"D'Imfreville!" replied D'Artagnan; "no."
"He is a man I have discovered; he has a specialty;
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