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replied Raoul, with unruffled composure, “I should, indeed,

regard it as a great happiness, for this circumstance would

prevent all kinds of evil remarks; not alone about yourself,

but also about those illustrious persons whom your devotion

is compromising in so absurd a manner.”

“You are right, you are right,” said the young man, almost

beside himself. “Yes, yes; better to die, than to suffer as

I do at this moment.” And he grasped a beautiful dagger, the

handle of which was inlaid with precious stones; and which

he half drew from his breast.

Raoul thrust his hand aside. “Be careful what you do,” he

said; “if you do not kill yourself, you commit a ridiculous

action; and if you were to kill yourself, you sprinkle blood

upon the nuptial robe of the princess of England.”

Buckingham remained a minute gasping for breath; during this

interval, his lips quivered, his fingers worked

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convulsively, and his eyes wandered as though in delirium.

Then suddenly, he said, “M. de Bragelonne, I know nowhere a

nobler mind than yours; you are, indeed, a worthy son of the

most perfect gentleman that ever lived. Keep your tents.”

And he threw his arms round Raoul’s neck. All who were

present, astounded at this conduct, which was the very

reverse of what was expected, considering the violence of

the one adversary and the determination of the other, began

immediately to clap their hands, and a thousand cheers and

joyful shouts arose from all sides. De Guiche, in his turn,

embraced Buckingham somewhat against his inclination; but,

at all events, he did embrace him. This was the signal for

French and English to do the same; and they who, until that

moment, had looked at each other with restless uncertainty,

fraternized on the spot. In the meantime, the procession of

the princess arrived, and had it not been for Bragelonne,

two armies would have been engaged together in conflict, and

blood have been shed upon the flowers with which the ground

was covered. At the appearance, however, of the banners

borne at the head of the procession, complete order was

restored.

CHAPTER 86

Night

Concord returned to its place amidst the tents. English and

French rivaled each other in their devotion and courteous

attention to the illustrious travelers. The English

forwarded to the French baskets of flowers, of which they

had made a plentiful provision to greet the arrival of the

young princess; the French in return invited the English to

a supper, which was to be given the next day.

Congratulations were poured in upon the princess everywhere

during her journey. From the respect paid her on all sides,

she seemed like a queen; and from the adoration with which

she was treated by two or three, she appeared an object of

worship. The queen-mother gave the French the most

affectionate reception. France was her native country, and

she had suffered too much unhappiness in England for England

to have made her forget France. She taught her daughter,

then, by her own affection for it, that love for a country

where they had both been hospitably received, and where a

brilliant future opened before them. After the public entry

was over, and the spectators in the streets had partially

dispersed, and the sound of the music and cheering of the

crowd could be heard only in the distance; when the night

had closed in, wrapping with its star-covered mantle the

sea, the harbor, the town, and surrounding country, De

Guiche, still excited by the great events of the day,

returned to his tent, and seated himself upon one of the

stools with so profound an expression of distress that

Bragelonne kept his eyes fixed on him, until he heard him

sigh, and then he approached him. The count had thrown

himself back on his seat, leaning his shoulders against the

partition of the tent, and remained thus, his face buried in

his hands, with heaving chest and restless limbs.

“You are suffering?” asked Raoul.

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“Cruelly.”

“Bodily, I suppose?”

“Yes; bodily.”

“This has indeed been a harassing day,” continued the young

man, his eyes fixed upon his friend.

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