LETTER XIX.

The Duc d'Alencon Makes His Escape from Court.--Queen Marguerite's

Fidelity Put to a Severe Trial.

It was now three o'clock in the afternoon, and no one present had yet

dined. The Queen my mother was desirous that we should eat together,

and, after dinner, she ordered my brother and me to change our dress (as

the clothes we had on were suitable only to our late melancholy

situation) and come to the King's supper and ball. We complied with her

orders as far as a change of dress, but our countenances still retained

the impressions of grief and resentment which we inwardly felt.

I must inform you that when the tragi-comedy I have given you an account

of was over, the Queen my mother turned round to the Chevalier de Seurre,

whom she recommended to my brother to sleep in his bedchamber, and in

whose conversation she sometimes took delight because he was a man of

some humour, but rather inclined to be cynical.

"Well," said she, "M. de Seurre, what do you think of all this?"

"Madame, I think there is too much of it for earnest, and not enough for

jest."

Then addressing himself to me, he said, but not loud enough for the Queen

to hear him: "I do not believe all is over yet; I am very much mistaken

if this young man" (meaning my brother) "rests satisfied with this." This

day having passed in the manner before related, the wound being only

skinned over and far from healed, the young men about the King's person

set themselves to operate in order to break it out afresh.

These persons, judging of my brother by themselves, and not having

sufficient experience to know the power of duty over the minds of

personages of exalted rank and high birth, persuaded the King, still

connecting his case with their own, that it was impossible my brother

should ever forgive the affront he had received, and not seek to avenge

himself with the first opportunity. The King, forgetting the ill-judged

steps these young men had so lately induced him to take, hereupon

receives this new impression, and gives orders to the officers of the

guard to keep strict watch at the gates that his brother go not out, and

that his people be made to leave the Louvre every evening, except such of

them as usually slept in his bedchamber or wardrobe.

My brother, seeing himself thus exposed to the caprices of these

headstrong young fellows, who led the King according to their own

fancies, and fearing something worse might happen than what he had yet

experienced, at the end of three days, during which time he laboured

under apprehensions of this kind, came to a determination to leave the

Court, and never more return to it, but retire to his principality and

make preparations with all haste for his expedition to Flanders. He

communicated his design to me, and I approved of it, as I considered he

had no other view in it than providing for his own safety, and that

neither the King nor his government were likely to sustain any injury by

it.

When we consulted upon the means of its accomplishment, we could find no

other than his descending from my window, which was on the second story

and opened to the ditch, for the gates were so closely watched that it

was impossible to pass them, the face of every one going out of the

Louvre being curiously examined. He begged of me, therefore, to procure

for him a rope of sufficient strength and long enough for the purpose.

This I set about immediately, for, having the sacking of a bed that

wanted mending, I sent it out of the palace by a lad whom I could trust,

with orders to bring it back repaired, and to wrap up the proper length

of rope inside.

When all was prepared, one evening, at supper-time, I went to the Queen

my mother, who supped alone in her own apartment, it being fast-day and

the King eating no supper. My brother, who on most occasions was patient

and discreet, spurred on by the indignities he had received, and anxious

to extricate himself from danger and regain his liberty, came to me as I

was rising from table, and whispered to me to make haste and come to him

in my own apartment. M. de Matignon, at that time a marshal, a sly,

cunning Norman, and one who had no love for my brother, whether he had

some knowledge of his design from some one who could not keep a secret,

or only guessed at it, observed to the Queen my mother as she left the

room (which I overheard, being near her, and circumspectly watching every

word and motion, as may well be imagined, situated as I was betwixt fear

and hope, and involved in perplexity) that my brother had undoubtedly an

intention of withdrawing himself, and would not be there the next day;

adding that he was assured of it, and she might take her measures

accordingly.

I observed that she was much disconcerted by this observation, and I had

my fears lest we should be discovered. When we came into her closet, she

drew me aside and asked if I heard what Matignon had said.

I replied: "I did not hear it, Madame, but I observe that it has given

you uneasiness."

"Yes," said she, "a great deal of uneasiness, for you know I have pledged

myself to the King that your brother shall not depart hence, and Matignon

has declared that he knows very well he will not be here to-morrow."

I now found myself under a great embarrassment; I was in danger either of

proving unfaithful to my brother, and thereby bringing his life into

jeopardy, or of being obliged to declare that to be truth which I knew to

be false, and this I would have died rather than be guilty of.

In this extremity, if I had not been aided by God, my countenance,

without speaking, would plainly have discovered what I wished to conceal.

But God, who assists those who mean well, and whose divine goodness was

discoverable in my brother's escape, enabled me to compose my looks and

suggested to me such a reply as gave her to understand no more than I

wished her to know, and cleared my conscience from making any declaration

contrary to the truth. I answered her in these words:

"You cannot, Madame, but be sensible that M. de Matignon is not one of my

brother's friends, and that he is, besides, a busy, meddling kind of man,

who is sorry to find a reconciliation has taken place with us; and, as to

my brother, I will answer for him with my life in case he goes hence, of

which, if he had any design, I should, as I am well assured, not be

ignorant, he never having yet concealed anything he meant to do from me."

All this was said by me with the assurance that, after my brother's

escape, they would not dare to do me any injury; and in case of the

worst, and when we should be discovered, I had much rather pledge my life

than hazard my soul by a false declaration, and endanger my brother's

life. Without scrutinising the import of my speech, she replied:

"Remember what you now say,--you will be bound for him on the penalty of

your life."

I smiled and answered that such was my intention. Then, wishing her a

good night, I retired to my own bedchamber, where, undressing myself in

haste and getting into bed, in order to dismiss the ladies and maids of

honour, and there then remaining only my chamber-women, my brother came

in, accompanied by Simier and Cange. Rising from my bed, we made the

cord fast, and having looked out, at the window to discover if any one

was in the ditch, with the assistance of three of my women, who slept in

my room, and the lad who had brought in the rope, we let down my brother,

who laughed and joked upon the occasion without the least apprehension,

notwithstanding the height was considerable. We next lowered Simier into

the ditch, who was in such a fright that he had scarcely strength to hold

the rope fast; and lastly descended my brother's valet de chambre, Cange.

Through God's providence my brother got off undiscovered, and going to

Ste. Genevieve, he found Bussi waiting there for him. By consent of the

abbot, a hole had been made in the city wall, through which they passed,

and horses being provided and in waiting, they mounted, and reached

Angers without the least accident.

Whilst we were lowering down Cange, who, as I mentioned before, was the

last, we observed a man rising out of the ditch, who ran towards the

lodge adjoining to the tennis-court, in the direct way leading to the

guard-house. I had no apprehensions on my own account, all my fears

being absorbed by those I entertained for my brother; and now I was

almost dead with alarm, supposing this might be a spy placed there by M.

de Matignon, and that my brother would be taken. Whilst I was in this

cruel state of anxiety, which can be judged of only by those who have

experienced a similar situation, my women took a precaution for my safety

and their own, which did not suggest itself to me. This was to burn the

rope, that it might not appear to our conviction in case the man in

question had been placed there to watch us. This rope occasioned so

great a flame in burning, that it set fire to the chimney, which, being

seen from without, alarmed the guard, who ran to us, knocking violently

at the door, calling for it to be opened.

I now concluded that my brother was stopped, and that we were both

undone. However, as, by the blessing of God and through his divine mercy

alone, I have, amidst every danger with which I have been repeatedly

surrounded, constantly preserved a presence of mind which directed what

was best to be done, and observing that the rope was not more than half

consumed, I told my women to go to the door, and speaking softly, as if I

was asleep, to ask the men what they wanted. They did so, and the

archers replied that the chimney was on fire, and they came to extinguish

it. My women answered it was of no consequence, and they could put it

out themselves, begging them not to awake me. This alarm thus passed off

quietly, and they went away; but, in two hours afterward, M. de Cosse

came for me to go to the King and the Queen, my mother, to give an

account of my brother's escape, of which they had received intelligence

by the Abbot of Ste. Genevieve.

It seems it had been concerted betwixt my brother and the abbot, in order

to prevent the latter from falling under disgrace, that, when my brother

might be supposed to have reached a sufficient distance, the abbot should

go to Court, and say that he had been put into confinement whilst the

hole was being made, and that he came to inform the King as soon as he

had released himself.

I was in bed, for it was yet night; and rising hastily, I put on my

night-clothes. One of my women was indiscreet enough to hold me round

the waist, and exclaim aloud, shedding a flood of tears, that she should

never see me more. M. de Cosse, pushing her away, said to me: "If I were

not a person thoroughly devoted to your service, this woman has said

enough to bring you into trouble. But," continued he, "fear nothing. God

be praised, by this time the Prince your brother is out of danger."

These words were very necessary, in the present state of my mind, to

fortify it against the reproaches and threats I had reason to expect from

the King. I found him sitting at the foot of the Queen my mother's bed,

in such a violent rage that I am inclined to believe I should have felt

the effects of it, had he not been restrained by the absence of my

brother and my mother's presence. They both told me that I had assured

them my brother would not leave the Court, and that I pledged myself for

his stay. I replied that it was true that he had deceived me, as he had

them; however, I was ready still to pledge my life that his departure

would not operate to the prejudice of the King's service, and that it

would appear he was only gone to his own principality to give orders and

forward his expedition to Flanders.

The King appeared to be somewhat mollified by this declaration, and now

gave me permission to return to my own apartments. Soon afterwards he

received letters from my brother, containing assurances of his

attachment, in the terms I had before expressed. This caused a cessation

of complaints, but by no means removed the King's dissatisfaction, who

made a show of affording assistance to his expedition, but was secretly

using every means to frustrate and defeat it.

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