Baisemeaux de Montlezun.
After the austere lesson administered to De Wardes, Athos and D'Artagnan together descended the staircase which led to the courtyard of the Palais-Royal."You perceive," said Athos to D'Artagnan, "that Raoul cannot, sooner or later, avoid a duel with De Wardes, for De Wardes is as brave as he is vicious and wicked.""I know such fellows well," replied D'Artagnan; "I had an affair with the father.I assure you that, although at that time I had good muscles and a sort of brute courage -- Iassure you that the father did me some mischief.But you should have seen how I fought it out with him.Ah, Athos, such encounters never take place in these times! I had a hand which could never remain at rest, a hand like quicksilver, -- you knew its quality, for you have seen me at work.My sword was no longer a piece of steel; it was a serpent that assumed every form and every length, seeking where it might thrust its head; in other words, where it might fix its bite.I advanced half a dozen paces, then three, and then, body to body, I pressed my antagonist closely, then I darted back again ten paces.No human power could resist that ferocious ardor.Well, De Wardes, the father, with the bravery of his race, with his dogged courage, occupied a good deal of my time; and my fingers, at the end of the engagement, were, I well remember, tired enough.""It is, then, as I said," resumed Athos, "the son will always be looking out for Raoul, and will end by meeting him; and Raoul can easily be found when he is sought for.""Agreed; but Raoul calculates well; he bears no grudge against De Wardes, -- he has said so; he will wait until he is provoked, and in that case his position is a good one.
The king will not be able to get out of temper about the matter; besides we shall know how to pacify his majesty.But why so full of these fears and anxieties? You don't easily get alarmed.""I will tell you what makes me anxious; Raoul is to see the king to-morrow, when his majesty will inform him of his wishes respecting a certain marriage.Raoul, loving as he does, will get out of temper, and once in an angry mood, if he were to meet De Wardes, the shell would explode.""We will prevent the explosion."
"Not I," said Athos, "for I must return to Blois.All this gilded elegance of the court, all these intrigues, sicken me.I am no longer a young man who can make terms with the meannesses of the day.I have read in the Great Book many things too beautiful and too comprehensive, to longer take any interest in the trifling phrases which these men whisper among themselves when they wish to deceive others.In one word, I am weary of Paris wherever and whenever you are not with me; and as I cannot have you with me always, I wish to return to Blois.""How wrong you are, Athos; how you gainsay your origin and the destiny of your noble nature.Men of your stamp are created to continue, to the very last moment, in full possession of their great faculties.Look at my sword, a Spanish blade, the one I wore at Rochelle; it served me for thirty years without fail; one day in the winter it fell upon the marble floor on the Louvre and was broken.I had a hunting-knife made of it which will last a hundred years yet.You, Athos, with your loyalty, your frankness, your cool courage and your sound information, are the very man kings need to warn and direct them.Remain here; Monsieur Fouquet will not last as long as my Spanish blade.""Is it possible," said Athos, smiling, "that my friend, D'Artagnan, who, after having raised me to the skies, ****** me an object of worship, casts me down from the top of Olympus, and hurls me to the ground? I have more exalted ambition, D'Artagnan.To be a minister -- to be a slave, --never! Am I not still greater? I am nothing.I remember having heard you occasionally call me `the great Athos;' Idefy you, therefore, if I were minister, to continue to bestow that title upon me.No, no; I do not yield myself in this manner.""We will not speak of it any more, then; renounce everything, even the brotherly feeling which unites us.""It is almost cruel what you say."
D'Artagnan pressed Athos's hand warmly."No, no; renounce everything without fear.Raoul can get on without you.I am at Paris.""In that case I shall return to Blois.We will take leave of each other to-night, to-morrow at daybreak I shall be on my horse again.""You cannot return to your hotel alone; why did you not bring Grimaud with you?""Grimaud takes his rest now; he goes to bed early, for my poor old servant gets easily fatigued.He came from Blois with me, and I compelled him to remain within doors; for if, in retracing the forty leagues which separate us from Blois, he needed to draw breath even, he would die without a murmur.But I don't want to lose Grimaud.""You shall have one of my musketeers to carry a torch for you.Hola! some one there," called out D'Artagnan, leaning over the gilded balustrade.The heads of seven or eight musketeers appeared."I wish some gentleman who is so disposed to escort the Comte de la Fere," cried D'Artagnan.
"Thank you for your readiness, gentlemen," said Athos; "Iregret to have occasion to trouble you in this manner.""I would willingly escort the Comte de la Fere," said some one, "if I had not to speak to Monsieur d'Artagnan.""Who is that?" said D'Artagnan, looking into the darkness.
"I, Monsieur d'Artagnan."
"Heaven forgive me, if that is not Monsieur Baisemeaux's voice.""It is, monsieur."
"What are you doing in the courtyard, my dear Baisemeaux?""I am waiting your orders, my dear Monsieur d'Artagnan.""Wretch that I am," thought D'Artagnan; "true, you have been told, I suppose, that some one was to be arrested, and have come yourself, instead of sending an officer?""I came because I had occasion to speak to you.""You did not send to me?"
"I waited until you were disengaged," said Monsieur Baisemeaux, timidly.
"I leave you, D'Artagnan," said Athos.
"Not before I have presented Monsieur Baisemeaux de Montlezun, the governor of the Bastile."Baisemeaux and Athos saluted each other.