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two travelers. From Parry his eyesimmediately turned towards the king, upon whom they restedfor an instant. This exclamation, however rapid, wasinstantly reflected in a visible manner upon the features ofthe tall old man. For scarcely had he recognized the youngerof the travelers -- and we say recognized, for nothing but aperfect recognition could have explained such an act --scarcely, we say, had he recognized the younger of the twotravelers, than he clapped his hands together, withrespectful surprise, and, raising his hat from his head,bowed so profoundly that it might have been said he waskneeling. This demonstration, however absent, or rather,however absorbed was the king in his reflections, attractedhis attention instantly; and checking his horse and turningtowards Parry, he exclaimed, "Good God, Parry, who is thatman who salutes me in such a marked manner? Can he know me,think you?"Parry, much agitated and very pale, had already turned hishorse towards the gate. "Ah, sire!" said he, stoppingsuddenly at five of six paces distance from the stillbending man: "sire, I am seized with astonishment, for Ithink I recognize that brave man. Yes, it must be he! Willyour majesty permit me to speak to him?""Certainly.""Can it be you, Monsieur Grimaud?" asked Parry."Yes, it is I," replied the tall old man, drawing himselfup, but without losing his respectful demeanor."Sire," then said Parry, "I was not deceived. This good manis the servant of the Comte de la Fere, and the Comte de laFere, if you remember, is the worthy gentleman of whom Ihave so often spoken to your majesty that the remembrance ofhim must remain, not only in your mind, but in your heart.""He who assisted my father at his last moments?" askedCharles, evidently affected at the remembrance."The same, sire.""Alas!" said Charles; and then addressing Grimaud, whosepenetrating and intelligent eyes seemed to search and divinehis thoughts, -- "My friend," said he, "does your master,Monsieur le Comte de la Fere, live in this neighborhood?""There," replied Grimaud, pointing with his outstretched armto the white-and-red house behind the gate."And is Monsieur le Comte de la Fere at home at present?""At the back, under the chestnut trees.""Parry," said the king, "I will not miss this opportunity,so precious for me, to thank the gentleman to whom our houseis indebted for such a noble example of devotedness andgenerosity. Hold my horse, my friend, if you please." And,throwing the bridle to Grimaud, the king entered the abodeof Athos, quite alone, as one equal enters the dwelling ofanother. Charles had been informed by the conciseexplanation of Grimaud, -- "At the back, under the chestnuttrees;" he left, therefore, the house on the left, and wentstraight down the path indicated. The thing was easy; thetops of those noble trees, already covered with leaves andflowers, rose above all the rest.On arriving under the lozenges, by turns luminous and dark,which checkered the ground of this path according as thetrees were more or less in leaf, the young prince perceiveda gentleman walking with his arms behind him, apparentlyplunged in a deep meditation. Without doubt, he had oftenhad this gentleman described to him, for, withouthesitating, Charles II. walked straight up to him. At thesound of his footsteps, the Comte de la Fere raised hishead, and seeing an unknown man of noble and elegantcarriage coming towards him, he raised his hat and waited.At some paces from him, Charles II. likewise took off hishat. Then, as if in reply to the comtes mute interrogation,--"Monsieur le Comte," said he," I come to discharge a dutytowards you. I have, for a long time, had the expression ofa profound gratitude to bring you. I am Charles II., son ofCharles Stuart, who reigned in England, and died on thescaffold."On hearing this illustrious name, Athos felt a kind ofshudder creep through his veins, but at the sight of theyoung prince standing uncovered before him, and stretchingout his hand towards him, two tears, for an instant, dimmedhis brilliant eyes. He bent respectfully, but the princetook him by the hand."See how unfortunate I am, my lord count; it is only due tochance that I have met with you. Alas! I ought to havepeople around me whom I love and honor, whereas I am reducedto preserve their services in my heart, and their names inmy memory: so that if your
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