Chicot the Jester by Alexandre Dumas père
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kept at home by their wounds. Say, M. d'Anjou, which do you call
the most forward to fight of all my friends, as you say you saw them?" "Sire, it was Quelus." "Ma foi! yes," said Quelus, "his highness is right." "Then," said Henri, "let MM. Bussy and Quelus make peace in the name of all." "Oh! Oh!" said Quelus, "what does that mean, sire?" "It means that you are to embrace here, before me." Quelus frowned. "Ah, signor," cried Bussy, imitating a pantaloon, "will you not do me this favor?" Even the king laughed. Then, approaching Quelus, Bussy threw his arms round his neck, saying, "The king wishes it." "I hope it engages us to nothing," whispered Quelus. "Be easy," answered Bussy, "we will meet soon." Quelus drew back in a rage, and Bussy, making a pirouette, went out of the gallery. |
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