The Suitors of Yvonne: being a portion of the memoirs of the Sieur Gaston de Luynes by Rafael Sabatini
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to-night. Your grateful and devoted
ANDRE." So! There was one at least who desired my company! I had not thought it. "If there be no ties to hold you in Paris," he wrote. Dame! A change of air would suit me vastly. I was resolved--a fig for the Cardinal's threat to hang me if I were found in his nephew's company! "My suit of buff, Michelot," I shouted, springing to my feet, "and my leather jerkin." He gazed at me in surprise. "Is Monsieur going a journey?" I answered him that I was, and as I spoke I began to divest myself of the clothes I wore. "Pack my suit of pearl grey in the valise, with what changes of linen I possess; then call Master Coupri that I may settle with him. It may be some time before we return." In less than half an hour I was ready for the journey, spurred and booted, with my rapier at my side, and in the pocket of my haut-deĀchausses a purse containing some fifty pistoles--best part of which I had won from Vilmorin at lansquenet some nights before, and which moderate sum represented all the moneys that I possessed. Our horses were ready, my pistols holstered, and my valise strapped to Michelot's saddle. Despite the desperate outlook of my fortunes, of which |
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