then you come with me, and I give you the key." Bussy and the
prince then rejoined the rest. The king was charmed with the
manner in which M. de Monsoreau had conducted the chase.

"Monseigneur," then said M. de Monsoreau to the duke,
"I owe my place and these compliments to you."

"But you know that you must go to-night to Fontainebleau, where
the king will hunt to-morrow and the day after."

"I know, monseigneur; I am prepared to start to-night."

"Ah, M. de Monsoreau, there is no more rest for you," said Bussy,
"you wished to be chief huntsman, and you are so, and now you will
have at least fifty nights' rest less than other men. Luckily
you are not married."

At this joke, Monsoreau's face was covered once more with that
hideous paleness which gave to him so sinister an aspect.




CHAPTER XII.

HOW BUSSY FOUND BOTH THE PORTRAIT AND THE ORIGINAL.

The chase terminated about four o'clock in the evening, and at
five all the court returned to Paris. As they passed by the Bastile,
the duke said to Bussy, "Look to the right, at that little wooden