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rich nobility. Iwish you to be distinguished by the splendor which glory andfortune confer, for nobility of descent you have already.""Monsieur," exclaimed Raoul, carried away by a firstimpulse, "I was reproached the other day for not knowing whomy mother was."Athos turned pale; then, knitting his brows like thegreatest of all the heathen deities: -- "I am waiting tolearn the reply you made," he demanded, in an imperiousmanner."Forgive me! oh, forgive me," murmured the young man,sinking at once from the lofty tone he had assumed."What was your reply, monsieur?" inquired the count,stamping his feet upon the ground."Monsieur, my sword was in my hand immediately, my adversaryplaced himself on guard, I struck his sword over thepalisade, and threw him after it.""Why did you suffer him to live?""The king has prohibited duelling, and, at that moment, Iwas an ambassador of the king.""Very well," said Athos, "but all the greater reason Ishould see his majesty.""What do you intend to ask him?""Authority to draw my sword against the man who hasinflicted this injury upon me.""If I did not act as I ought to have done, I beg you toforgive me.""Did I reproach you, Raoul?""Still, the permission you are going to ask from the king?""I will implore his majesty to sign your marriage-contract,but on one condition.""Are conditions necessary with me, monsieur? Command, andyou shall be obeyed.""On one condition, I repeat," continued Athos; "that youtell me the name of the man who spoke of your mother in thatway.""What need is there that you should know his name; theoffense was directed against myself, and the permission onceobtained from his majesty, to revenge it is my affair.""Tell me his name, monsieur.""I will not allow you to expose yourself."Do you take me for a Don Diego? His name, I say.""You insist upon it?""I demand it.""The Vicomte de Wardes.""Very well," said Athos, tranquilly, "I know him. But ourhorses are ready, I see; and, instead of delaying ourdeparture for a couple of hours, we will set off at once.Come, monsieur."CHAPTER 91Monsieur becomes jealous of the Duke of BuckinghaWhile the Comte de la Fere was proceeding on his way toParis, accompanied by Raoul, the Palais-Royal was thetheatre wherein a scene of what Moliere would have calledexcellent comedy was being performed. Four days had elapsedsince his marriage, and Monsieur, having breakfasted veryhurriedly, passed into his ante-chamber, frowning and out oftemper. The repast had not been over-agreeable. Madame hadhad breakfast served in her own apartment, and Monsieur hadbreakfasted almost alone; the Chevalier de Lorraine andManicamp were the only persons present at the meal whichlasted three-quarters of an hour without a single syllablehaving been uttered. Manicamp, who was less intimate withhis royal highness than the Chevalier de Lorraine, vainlyendeavored to detect, from the expression of the princesface, what had made him so ill-humored. The Chevalier deLorraine, who had no occasion to speculate about anything,inasmuch as he knew all, ate his breakfast with thatextraordinary appetite which the troubles of ones friendsbut stimulates, and enjoyed at the same time both Monsieursill-humor and the vexation of Manicamp. He seemed delighted,while he went on eating, to detain the prince, who was veryimpatient to move, still at table. Monsieur at timesrepented the ascendancy which he had permitted the Chevalierde Lorraine to acquire over him, and which exempted thelatter from any observance of etiquette towards him.Monsieur was now in one of those moods, but he dreaded asmuch as he liked the chevalier, and contented himself withnursing his anger without betraying it. Every now and thenMonsieur raised his eyes to the ceiling, then lowered themtowards the slices of pate which the chevalier wasattacking, and finally, not caring to betray his resentment,he gesticulated in a manner which Harlequin might haveenvied. At last, however, Monsieur could control himself nolonger, and at the dessert, rising from the table inexcessive wrath, as we have related, he left the Chevalierde Lorraine to finish his breakfast as he pleased. SeeingMonsieur rise from the table, Manicamp, napkin in hand, rosealso. Monsieur ran rather than walked, towards theante-chamber, where, noticing an usher in attendance, hegave him some directions in a low tone of voice. Thenturning back again, but avoiding passing through thebreakfast apartment, he crossed several rooms, with theintention of seeking the queen-mother in her oratory, whereshe usually remained.It was about
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