Marguerite de Valois Part 98
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"Sire, is it the King of Navarre?" asked Marie.
"Yes, my child; come here, Henriot." The King of Navarre drew near; Charles took him by the hand.
"See this hand, Marie," said he, "it is the hand of a good brother and a loyal friend. Were it not for this hand"--
"Well, sire?"
"Well, had it not been for this hand to-day, Marie, our child would have no father."
Marie uttered a cry, fell on her knees, and seizing Henry's hand covered it with kisses.
"Very good, Marie, very good," said Charles.
"What have you done to thank him, sire?"
"I have done for him what he did for me."
Henry looked at Charles in astonishment.
"Some day you will know what I mean, Henriot; meanwhile come here and see." He approached the bed, on which the child still slept.
"Ah!" said he, "if this little fellow were in the Louvre instead of here in this little house in the Rue des Barres, many things would be changed for the present as well as for the future perhaps."[13]
"Sire," said Marie, "if your Majesty is willing, I prefer him to stay here; he sleeps better."
"Let us not disturb his slumber, then," said the King; "it is so sweet to sleep when one does not dream!"
"Well, sire," said Marie, pointing to a door opening out of the room.
"Yes, you are right, Marie," said Charles IX., "let us have supper."
"My well-beloved Charles," said Marie, "you will ask the king your brother to excuse me, will you not?"
"Why?"
"For having dismissed our servants, sire," continued Marie, turning to the King of Navarre; "you must know that Charles wants to be served by me alone."
"_Ventre saint gris!_" said Henry, "I should think so!"
Both men entered the dining-room. The mother, anxious and careful, laid a warm blanket over the little Charles, who, thanks to the sound sleep of childhood, so envied by his father, had not wakened.
Marie rejoined them.
"There are only two covers!" said the King.
"Permit me," said Marie, "to serve your majesties."
"Now," said Charles, "this is where you cause me trouble, Henriot."
"How so, sire?"
"Did you not hear?"
"Forgive me, Charles, forgive me."
"Yes, I will forgive you. But sit here, near me, between us."
"I will obey," said Marie.
She brought a plate, sat down between the two kings, and served them.
"Is it not good, Henriot," said Charles, "to have one place in the world in which one can eat and drink without needing any one to taste the meats and wines beforehand?"
"Sire," said Henry, smiling, and by the smile replying to the constant fear in his own mind, "believe me, I appreciate your happiness more than any one."
"And tell her, Henriot, that in order for us to live happily, she must not mingle in politics. Above all, she must not become acquainted with my mother."
"Queen Catharine loves your Majesty so pa.s.sionately that she would be jealous of any other love," replied Henry, finding by a subterfuge the means of avoiding the dangerous confidence of the King.
"Marie," said the latter, "I have brought you one of the finest and the wittiest men I know. At court, you see, and this is saying a great deal, he puts every one in the shade. I alone have clearly understood, not his heart, perhaps, but his mind."
"Sire," said Henry, "I am sorry that in exaggerating the one as you do, you mistrust the other."
"I exaggerate nothing, Henriot," said the King; "besides, you will be known some day."
Then turning to the young woman:
"He makes delightful anagrams. Ask him to make one of your name. I will answer that he will do it."
"Oh, what could you expect to find in the name of a poor girl like me?
What gentle thought could there be in the letters with which chance spelled Marie Touchet?"
"Oh! the anagram from this name, sire," said Henry, "is so easy that there is no great merit in finding it."
"Ah! ah! it is already found," said Charles. "You see--Marie."
Henry drew his tablets from the pocket of his doublet, tore out a paper, and below the name _Marie Touchet_ wrote _Je charme tout_. Then he handed the paper to the young woman.
"Truly," she cried, "it is impossible!"
"What has he found?" asked Charles.
"Sire, I dare not repeat it."
"Sire," said Henry, "in the name Marie Touchet there is, letter for letter, by changing the 'i' into a 'j,' as is often done, _Je charme tout_." (I charm all.)
"Yes," exclaimed Charles, "letter for letter. I want this to be your motto, Marie, do you hear? Never was one better deserved. Thanks, Henriot. Marie, I will give it to you written in diamonds."
The supper over, two o'clock struck from Notre-Dame.
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