CHAPTER IX.

After supping with the pages, whose meals were taken in a separate

chamber, I inquired of the old major-domo, who I found was to be my

oracle in the house, whether the Duke was likely to require my

attendance upon him during the course of the evening; and, learning

that I might absent myself in security, I told my old adviser that I

should go out into the streets of Paris, and take a stroll through the

city, which I had not seen since I left it with Lord Masterton, many

months before. The good old man gave me a great many sage and prudent

cautions as to my behaviour; but, at the same time, having a billet to

send to his nephew, one Jacques Marlot, a printer, who lived upon the

Key of the Goldsmiths, he did not at all oppose my expedition, but, on

the contrary, requested me to deliver the note as I went.

I willingly undertook the task, and sallied forth full of glad

thoughts, and well disposed to be pleased with everything that a great

city could present.

To tell the truth, my freedom from the irksome restraint and wearisome

application which my late studies demanded, made me feel very much

like a bird escaped from its cage, and I walked along through the

streets of Paris far happier than if I had been lord of one half of

the universe. That capital, nevertheless, was not, perhaps, one of the

best schools in which a boy, who, like myself, had run on far beyond

his years in the race of life, could complete his education. Always

the great emporium of vice and debauchery, Paris, in its present

state, offers but a faint picture of its former self. The licence of

every kind that then existed in the city, no tongue can tell, nor pen

can describe. Everything the most sacred had become a jest. Every

moral tie was broken, without shame or care; and never did liberty of

speech and action arrive at the consummation of a total demoralization

of the whole people, more completely than it had done, by this time,

in the French capital. It luckily happened, however, that, though

doubtless I might have found plenty to initiate me into all sorts of

mysteries which I had better not have known, I was too young for the

sort of instruction I might otherwise have received, and my nature was

too quick and vehement to take pleasure in vice without passion.

All that I found then to amuse me in the streets of Paris, was the

gaiety, the bustle, and the liveliness of the people, the witty

ribaldry of their songs and jests, their easily excited merriment, and

their extravagant grimaces. All this certainly pleased and interested

me; and I met with many a sight to attract my attention and arrest my

steps as I walked on to the Quai des Orfèvres. However, I at length

arrived there; and, having discovered the dwelling of Jacques Marlot,

I went in, and delivered his uncle's note.

He was a little, gay, joyful-looking man, not in the least resembling

the worthy major-domo, but with a face not unlike the busts of

Socrates, if we can conceive the countenance of the philosopher

covered over with a florid and somewhat wine-imbued skin, and lighted

up with two sparkling small black eyes, full of unquenchable fire and

malice.

At the time that I entered, he was busily engaged, though in total

solitude, in despatching the goodly form of a fat roasted capon, which

he took care to bathe in repeated draughts from a tankard of warm

wine, which stood in his chimney corner. He received me with the sort

of gay civility which his whole demeanour bespoke; and, opening his

uncle's note, grinned merrily at the contents; observing, that his

relation warned him to beware of printing anything against the Court,

as the Parliament and the generals were all racing against each other

to see which should make peace fastest.

"_Ma foi_," he added, "I will make my peace as they have made theirs,

with arms in my hand;" and, setting me down a cup, he insisted on my

staying to drink with him, which, after having once tasted his

potations, I felt very well inclined to do. It struck me, perhaps, as

a little extraordinary, that a poor printer, whose trade was not at

that time the most lucrative in Paris, should be able to afford rich

Burgundy, and to feed upon fat capon; but I soon found that, being of

a very unscrupulous nature, Master Jacques Marlot obtained large

prices for printing all those defamatory libels against Mazarin, the

Queen, and the whole Court, which then formed the amusement and the

reproach of the city. It was his rule never to inquire who the authors

were, provided they paid him largely. The more unceremonious the wit,

and biting the satire, the more it agreed with the tastes of the

printer himself; and many a noble, and, I believe I might add, many a

reverend pen, poured forth its gall from under the mantle of Jacques.

Marlot.

My promptitude in catching his _bons mots_, my readiness in replying

to them, my English accent, and my insular notions, as he called them,

all seemed to please and to amuse the printer much; and after having,

with a rueful glance, divided the last drop in the flagon equally

between himself and me, he invited me cordially to come back and see

him again in a few days at the same hour, which I did not fail to do

more than once; and many a merry laugh have we had together at the

follies and the vices of persons of every rank, class, and condition

in the state. Indeed, there was such a strange mixture of the cynic,

the stoic, and the epicurean, in the whole life and conduct of Jacques

Marlot, that I could not help looking upon him as a great philosopher.

Whether any one, who by chance may read these pages, will coincide in

my opinion, I cannot tell; but every one shall have an opportunity of

judging; for this casual acquaintance, formed under such very

common-place circumstances, went on into after years, and followed me

through many a strange scene to distant parts of the land. Those

scenes, however, will, themselves, require too long detail for me to

pause upon our less interesting interviews; though the conversation of

Jacques Marlot would, at the time I speak of, have formed no bad

jest-book for the Fronde; and on that very night I heard more _bons

mots_ and anecdotes in half an hour than had met my ear for many a day

before.

On my return home, I found a neat small room, not far from the

apartments of the good major-domo, prepared as my lodging; and by the

time I had half undressed myself, in order to go to bed, I was

surprised to see the door open, and Monsieur de Villardin himself

enter the room. As his brow was somewhat grave and stern, I imagined

that he had come to chide me for my absence during the evening; and I

instantly began to feel a spirit of rebellion at the very thought,

partly engendered by my old habits of independence, partly by the

sense of having in a degree recovered it anew. To my good young lord,

whom I had lately left, I had been bound by ties of affection and

gratitude, which would have made me do anything to please him, and

which caused me to submit to his orders or to his rebuke with patience

and good-will. Such, however, was not the case in regard to Monsieur

de Villardin, at least as yet; and I determined to show him that,

though I was perfectly willing to give him every sort of attendance

when he required it, yet that I looked upon the rest of my time as at

my own disposal. I resolved to let him know also, that, though the

fortunes of my family had been for some time at a low ebb, I had as

gentle blood in my veins as he had; and, in short, I was prepared to

be as saucy and impertinent, I doubt not, as any wild, ungovernable,

and hot-headed boy could be, when, to my surprise, he began upon quite

a different topic, without taking the slightest notice of my late

absence.

Setting down the taper that he carried, he threw himself into a large

chair that stood by the fire, and bidding me put on my vest again, as

he had a good deal to say to me, he continued, "Well, my page, we have

begun together, this morning, as well as I could wish, and I find that

the character I have received with you does you no more than justice:

I doubt not that every hour will increase my regard for you; and I

shall take care that you have every opportunity of distinguishing

yourself that you could desire through life."

This discourse, so different from that I had expected, was certainly

very pleasing to me; but at the same time I had learned too much of

the world not to understand that it was a prelude to something else,

which perhaps might not be so gratifying; and, consequently, I

answered with the words which mean less than any others in the world,

"Your lordship is very good."

"Nevertheless," proceeded Monsieur de Villardin, "it is but right that

we should clearly understand upon what terms we are to go on together.

Now," he continued, assuming a frank and easy air,--which when you see

men do you may be perfectly sure that they are cheating themselves,

and are trying to cheat you also,--"now, I am not in the least a

suspicious man; far from it; by nature I am quite the contrary;

nevertheless, I think it but right that every master of a large

household like this should be thoroughly acquainted with all that

takes place in his dwelling. Of course you will have a great many

opportunities of observing what passes in my family, and I must

require of you to be frank and free with me on all such subjects."

I did not like the matter at all, for I understood very well what he

meant; and I was sure that, although he felt some difficulty in

explaining himself at first, he would not be long before he found an

opportunity of doing so completely. However, I thought my usual

straightforward way was the best, and I answered, "I am always frank

and free, my lord. I say what I think to everybody, and of everybody."

"So I have heard, so I have heard," said the Duke; "and I must desire

that you do so, particularly towards me, remembering that I look upon

a person who would see his master wronged as fully more culpable than

the person who wrongs him."

"My lord," I replied, seeing that we must come to the point at last,

"I certainly never will see you wronged without endeavouring to right

you; and if I cannot do it in my own person, I shall hold myself bound

to tell you, in order that you may do it. I am sure your lordship does

not wish me to become a spy upon anybody, nor would it have any effect

if you did; for I would not remain in the house of any one half an

hour who was to require such a thing of me."

It is wonderful how many things people will do, from the very name of

which they would shrink with shame if put into plain terms; and though

I am perfectly convinced that Monsieur de Villardin,--from some of

those vague and visionary doubts which haunt the minds of suspicious

men, the spectres of a diseased imagination,--would have liked me to

watch all the events of any importance that took place in his house,

and make him a full report thereof, yet he immediately testified great

disgust at the very name of a spy, and replied, "Far from me be such a

thought for a moment, as to propose to you, young man, anything mean

or dishonourable. I know you are of gentle blood, and have served well

in a noble cause; and therefore, though I hold you bound by your duty,

as you are also by the promise you have just made, to give me instant

information if you see any one attempt to wrong me in any way, yet, of

course, I do not desire you to become a spy upon those around you."

I saw evidently that he caught at the promise I had made, and, to tell

the truth, I was sorry that I had made it. Not that I did not consider

myself bound by the station I held in his family to do exactly as I

had said; but I was a little afraid that my good lord might construe

my words rather more liberally than I had intended them to be

understood. As they were spoken, however, there was no help for it;

and though I repeated over again,--to make the engagement as clear and

definite as possible,--that I would never see him wronged without

endeavouring to right him, or without giving him an opportunity of

doing so himself, still I was afraid he might be inclined to exact,

under that promise, more than I should be inclined to concede. I found

indeed, afterwards, that he himself very well understood, that there

was another way of making it a point of honour with me to do as he

desired, which was by loading me with benefits, and bestowing on me

that confidence which would have rendered it an act of the greatest

ingratitude on my part to conceal from him any attempt to injure him.

Satisfied with the promise I had made, and determined with regard to

the course he would pursue towards me, he dropped that part of the

conversation there; but made me give him a long history of my family

and my adventures; told me that he had been well acquainted with Lord

Wilmerton, my mother's father, some fifteen years before; and ended by

giving me an assurance, which he nobly accomplished, that thenceforth

he would treat me more as his son than as his attendant. He then took

up the light and quitted the chamber, leaving me to meditate over the

future, which, notwithstanding the promises he had made, and which I

fully believed he would keep, still presented some clouds and shadows

that I certainly could have wished away.

After this conversation, I was almost continually with Monsieur de

Villardin, especially as, in all those exercises in which noblemen of

that day held themselves bound to have their pages well instructed, I

was already as skilful as necessary, and, consequently, had scarcely

any other occupation than that of attending upon the Duke. In the

pages' room matters soon assumed the state into which I could have

wished them to fall. Master Gaspard de Belleville, the eldest of my

three companions, submitted to necessity with a somewhat bad grace;

and the two younger, as soon as they had become reconciled to me as

their new comrade, and accustomed to my manners and accent, sought

shelter under my protection from the tyranny of their former despot.

The old major-domo ere long acquired a great affection for me; and as

I was quite willing, from the novelty of the thing, to be petted as

much as any one pleased, he made quite a favourite of me, providing me

with all those little comforts and luxuries which the chief domestic

of a great house has always at his disposal.

Monsieur de Villardin himself was, as Lord Langleigh had said, a man

who let no moment slip past him unmarked by some event; and, with a

spirit of restless activity,--not unlike what was my own at that

time,--he took part in everything that was going on. By day he was

either busy in the intrigues of his faction, or in the field with his

troops; and even at night he was very often as busy in beating up the

enemy's quarters, or in stirring up the Parisians to some new

absurdity. In all his expeditions I formed one of his attendants: I

had constant employment,--and both at home and abroad was as happy as

I could wish.

This state of things, however, could not, of course, last for ever;

and had no other circumstance occurred to interrupt its duration, the

gradual recovery of Monsieur de Villardin from the madness of the

Fronde would ultimately have put an end to it; but an incident soon

happened, to which I shall now turn, and which eventually occasioned

my departure from Paris rather faster than I approved of. The first

treaty of peace which had been signed was indignantly rejected, as we

have seen, by the Parliament, the populace, and the generals; and the

deputies were again sent back to treat at Ruel. During their

conferences, as an armistice had been refused, Monsieur de Villardin

and others took care to amuse Mazarin by frequent excursions, which

sometimes were pushed to the gates of St. Germain. Mazarin, always

timid, made concessions in proportion to his alarm; but, at the same

time, as he loved not the sort of arms with which the Parisian

generals fought him, he took care to combat them with weapons

peculiarly his own. Three fresh armies, as I have said, were directing

their course towards Paris in support of the Parliament. In regard to

the one promised from Normandy, the Cardinal tampered with the

general, the Duke de Longueville, and delayed its march. In regard to

the other, commanded by Turenne, knowing the chief to be

incorruptible, Mazarin corrupted the men. The whole army was literally

bought; and when its general was about to begin his advance upon the

capital, he was at once abandoned by his troops. The third, consisting

of Spaniards, the Cardinal well knew would not march without the

others; and having thus placed himself on more equal terms with the

Parisian leaders, he took advantage of the consternation which these

events produced to press the treaty of peace, which was soon after

concluded and ratified by all parties, but the populace, and one or

two of the leaders who had too great a love of faction, in the

abstract, to yield to any measure calculated to put it down. Thus,

then, the war was brought to an end; but still so turbulent and

disorganized was the state of Paris, that the Court dared not set foot

within its walls; and, while the people were committing every sort of

excess, and the most scandalous libels upon Mazarin and the royal

family were every day published, the Parliament, in order to signalise

their zeal for their new allies, the Court, proceeded against the

authors and printers with the most tyrannical severity.

Of course my good friend Jacques Marlot could not escape, and I one

day found old Jerome Laborde, the major-domo, in great affliction on

account of his nephew, who had been arrested that morning for the

publication of the famous attack upon the Queen, called "La Custode."

It so happened that, by my master's permission, I passed the two

following days at St. Maur, with Lord Masterton, who was kindness

itself towards me; and on the third morning I was sent by the Duke,

immediately after my return, to gain some intelligence in the Faubourg

St. Germain. As I came back, I saw an immense crowd advancing rapidly

towards the Place de Grève, and crying "Honte! honte! Aux Mazarins!

aux Mazarins!" Running my eye a little forward, I soon perceived that

the cause of the tumult originated in the procession of the criminal

lieutenant and his archers towards the place of execution, whither

they were carrying some condemned criminal to make his last public

appearance in the most disagreeable manner. As it was evident that the

principal personage on the scene was in favour with the public, I

hastened forward to obtain a glance, when, to my horror and

astonishment, I beheld the jovial face of my poor acquaintance,

Jacques Marlot, still as jovial as ever, notwithstanding his

endeavours to assume a sober and sedate demeanour under the very grave

circumstances in which he was placed.

Every sort of mad enterprise was then as common as a hedge sparrow,

and some evil demon put it in my head to rescue the unhappy printer

from the hands of Monsieur le Bourreau.

Amongst the mob were a great number of printers' devils, booksellers'

boys, and other shopmen; and speaking a word or two to those who

seemed the most zealous, our plan was quickly arranged, and spread

like wild-fire amongst the people. The crowd was every minute

increasing; their cries and execrations were gaining new strength at

each vociferation; and I saw Grani, the criminal lieutenant, turn his

head more than once to scan the aspect of the very unwelcome train

which now accompanied him. He soon, however, reached the gibbet in the

Place de Grève, and poor Marlot turned,--with a face out of which even

his rueful situation could not banish entirely habitual fun,--to

pronounce, as usual, his last oration:--"My friends, my friends," he

cried, "take warning! See what comes of a Mazarinade!"

The name acted as a watchword, and the moment it was pronounced, a

well-directed volley of stones was let fly at the criminal lieutenant

and his archers, who were not prepared for that sort of attack. One of

the men was knocked down; the rest were thrown into confusion; and,

taking advantage of the moment, we pushed on and charged the

panic-struck officers of justice.[2] Some of the guards were felled to

the earth; some of them fled as fast as their legs would carry them.

The criminal lieutenant was beaten severely, and glad to escape with

his life; Jacques Marlot was in an instant set at liberty, amidst the

shouts and gratulations of the populace.

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[Footnote 2: The Cardinal de Retz mentions in his Memoirs, that two

criminals were rescued, and seems to imply that they were saved from

the gallows together. Joly, whose work forms a running commentary upon

that of De Retz, shows that the Cardinal spoke of Jacques Marlot, the

printer, as one of these culprits, and mentions his crime,--though the

punishment of death for writing, or rather for printing, a libel, may

seem a little severe. It must be acknowledged, indeed, that "La

Custode," a copy of which exists in the British Museum, is a most

dirty and scurrilous attack upon the Queen; but still the tyranny of

the whole proceeding against this unhappy man seemed to justify the

hatred which the people conceived, about this time, towards the great

body of Parisian lawyers.]

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Feeling that I had perhaps done a foolish thing, and--from a knowledge

of the delicate situation in which the Duke stood with the Court--more

apprehensive of the consequences to him than to myself, I made as much

haste as I could to get away quietly, without even staying to

congratulate the printer on his deliverance. As we had completely put

the archers to flight, and had quite satisfied them with their airing

in the Place de Grève for one day, no one opposed me on my way home,

and I found Monsieur de Villardin in the hall ready to go out on

horseback, accompanied by the page I have mentioned under the name of

Gaspard de Belleville. I had generally found it a good plan throughout

my little life, whenever I had committed a fault which I was conscious

might affect some other persons, to make them acquainted with it

immediately, that they might be upon their guard against the

consequences; and, following this rule, I at once went up to Monsieur

de Villardin, and informed him that I believed I had done a very

foolish thing.

"It is half repaired by acknowledging it so frankly," replied the

Duke; "but what is it, my boy, that we may do the best to remedy it?"

Without farther circumlocution I informed him of the facts, which

seemed to startle him a good deal.

"This is unpleasant, indeed," he replied; "but, in truth, I cannot

find in my heart to be angry with you; for I doubt not I should have

done just the same: and what the master would do, he cannot well blame

in the page. We will hope, however, that you have not been recognised.

Nevertheless," he added, in a low tone, "have what clothes you may

need packed up, and be ready to set out at a minute's notice; for in

these times no one can tell one moment what they may have to do the

next."

I followed my lord's orders to the letter; and as soon as he had gone

out, cast everything that I had that was well worth carrying, into two

large saddle-bags. In this occupation I proceeded most zealously, not

having the slightest inclination to act as substitute for Jacques

Marlot in the elevated station which the criminal judge of the

Tournelle Court had destined him to fill that very morning. The

thoughts of such a consummation to my enterprises disgusted me

considerably, as, of all deaths under the sun, I had the greatest

objection to that of hanging; and the idea thereof occupied me so

completely, that it was not till I had finished the preparation of my

saddle-bags, that I bethought me how much interested the old

major-domo might feel in the mutual adventures which his nephew and

myself had gone through that morning. As soon as the idea crossed my

mind, however, I took my way to the old man's apartments; and, as he

had heard of his nephew's condemnation, but not of his deliverance, I

found him in a state of great agitation and distress.

"Cheer up, cheer up, Monsieur Jerome Laborde," I said, as soon as I

had obtained admission; "cheer up, things are not so bad as you

suppose."

The old man shook his head, but I went on and told him that I had

heard from certain authority that his nephew had been delivered by the

hands of the people. He was at first incredulous, and although I could

have given him stronger proof than mere hearsay, that what I asserted

was correct, I did not think it necessary or right to make any one

acquainted with the share I had borne in the rescue, except my lord

and master: I added, however, so many assurances, that the old man at

length began to have some faith in my statement, and went out himself

to ascertain the facts. I did not see him afterwards till night; but I

was very well assured that he must soon receive satisfactory

confirmation of the good tidings which I had brought him.

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