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in a voice choked by the bloodwhich rushed from his lungs to his throat, "but very nearit.""Well, what is to be done; can you walk?" said Buckingham,supporting him on his knee."Impossible," he replied. Then falling down again, said,"Call to your people, or I shall be drowned.""Halloa! boat there! quick, quick!"The boat flew over the waves, but the sea rose faster thanthe boat could approach. Buckingham saw that De Wardes wason the point of being again covered by a wave; he passed hisleft arm, safe and unwounded, round his body and raised himup. The wave ascended to his waist but did not move him. Theduke immediately began to carry his late antagonist towardsthe shore. He had hardly gone ten paces, when a second wave,rushing onwards higher, more furious and menacing than theformer, struck him at the height of his chest, threw himover and buried him beneath the water. At the reflux,however, the duke and De Wardes were discovered lying on thestrand. De Wardes had fainted. At this moment four of thedukes sailors, who comprehended the danger, threwthemselves into the sea, and in a moment were close besidehim. Their terror was extreme when they observed how theirmaster became covered with blood, in proportion as the waterwith which it was impregnated, flowed towards his knees andfeet; they wished to carry him."No, no," exclaimed the duke, "take the marquis on shorefirst.""Death to the Frenchman!" cried the English sullenly."Wretched knaves!" exclaimed the duke, drawing himself upwith a haughty gesture, which sprinkled them with blood,"obey directly! M. de Wardes on shore! M. de Wardess safetyto be looked to first, or I will have you all hanged!"The boat had by this time reached them; the secretary andsteward leaped into the sea, and approached the marquis, whono longer showed any sign of life."I commit him to your care, as you value your lives," saidthe duke. "Take M. de Wardes on shore." They took him intheir arms, and carried him to the dry sand, where the tidenever rose so high. A few idlers and five or six fishermenhad gathered on the shore, attracted by the strangespectacle of two men fighting with the water up to theirknees. The fishermen, observing a group of men approachingcarrying a wounded man, entered the sea until the water wasup to their waists. The English transferred the wounded manto them, at the very moment the latter began to open hiseyes again. The salt water and the fine sand had got intohis wounds, and caused him the acutest pain. The dukessecretary drew out a purse filled with gold from his pocket,and handed it to the one among those present who appeared ofmost importance, saying: "From my master, his Grace the Dukeof Buckingham, in order that every possible care may betaken of the Marquis de Wardes."Then, followed by those who had accompanied him, he returnedto the boat, which Buckingham had been enabled to reach withthe greatest difficulty, but only after he had seen DeWardes out of danger. By this time it was high tide;embroidered coats and silk sashes were lost; many hats, too,had been carried away by the waves. The flow of the tide hadborne the dukes and De Wardess clothes to the shore, andDe Wardes was wrapped in the dukes doublet, under thebelief that it was his own, when the fishermen carried himin their arms towards the town.
SHOWING WHAT NEITHER THE NAIAD NOR DRYAD HAD ANTICIPATED.
Saint-Aignan stopped at the foot of the staircase which led to the
_entresol_, where the maids of honor were lodged, and to the first
floor, where Madames apartments were situated. Then, by means of one of
the servants who was passing, he sent to apprise Malicorne, who was
still with Monsieur. After having waited ten minutes, Malicorne arrived,
looking full of suspicion and importance. The king drew back toward the
darkest part of the vestibule. Saint-Aignan, on the contrary, advanced
to meet him, but at the first words, indicating his wish, Malicorne drew
back abruptly.
"Oh! oh!" he said, "you want me to introduce you into the rooms of the
maids of honor?"
"Yes."
"You know very well that I cannot do anything of the kind, without being
made acquainted with your object."
"Unfortunately, my dear Monsieur Malicorne, it is quite impossible for
me to give you any explanation: you must therefore confide in me as
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