From the Memoirs of a Minister of France by Stanley John Weyman
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page 41 of 297 (13%)
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might have thought nothing of the matter before my suspicions
were aroused--since any man might visit such a place out of curiosity--now, my mind being disturbed, I was quick to conceive the worst, and saw with horror my beloved master already destroyed through my carelessness. I questioned La Trape in a fury, but could learn nothing more. He had seen the man slip out, and that was all. "But did you not go in yourself?" I said, restraining my impatience with difficulty. "Afterwards? Yes, my lord." "And made no discovery?" He shook his head. "Was anything prepared for his Majesty?" "There was sherbet; and some water." "You tried them?" La Trape grinned. "No, my lord," he said. "But I gave some to Maignan." "Not explaining?" "No, my lord." |
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