[A Man in the Iron Mask by Alexandra Dumas]@TWC D-Link bookA Man in the Iron Mask ChapterXXXIX 8/12
No, let them stand against the Dutch and English.
You would not guess what I want to see at Belle-Isle, Monsieur Fouquet; it is the pretty peasants and women of the lands on the sea-shore, who dance so well, and are so seducing with their scarlet petticoats! I have heard great boast of your pretty tenants, monsieur le surintendant; well, let me have a sight of them." "Whenever your majesty pleases." "Have you any means of transport? It shall be to-morrow, if you like." The surintendant felt this stroke, which was not adroit, and replied, "No, sire; I was ignorant of your majesty's wish; above all, I was ignorant of your haste to see Belle-Isle, and I am prepared with nothing." "You have a boat of your own, nevertheless ?" "I have five; but they are all in port, or at Paimboeuf; and to join them, or bring them hither, would require at least twenty-four hours. Have I any occasion to send a courier? Must I do so ?" "Wait a little, put an end to the fever,--wait till to-morrow." "That is true.
Who knows but that by to-morrow we may not have a hundred other ideas ?" replied Fouquet, now perfectly convinced and very pale. The king started, and stretched his hand out towards his little bell, but Fouquet prevented his ringing. "Sire," said he, "I have an ague--I am trembling with cold.
If I remain a moment longer, I shall most likely faint.
I request your majesty's permission to go and fling myself beneath the bedclothes." "Indeed, you are in a shiver; it is painful to behold! Come, Monsieur Fouquet, begone! I will send to inquire after you." "Your majesty overwhelms me with kindness.
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