“To the castle. Let them hoist my banner and convoke the nobility of the district.”
“Nothing more easy,” said Bussy, full of surprise, but willing to be docile. The news was soon spread through the city that the duke had arrived, and a crowd soon collected.
“Gentlemen!” cried the duke, “I have come to throw myself into my good city of Angers. At Paris the most terrible dangers have menaced my life—I had lost even my liberty. I succeeded in escaping, thanks to some good friends, and now I am here I feel my tranquillity and my life assured.”
The people cried, “Long live our seigneur.”
“Now let me sup,” said the prince, “I have had nothing since the morning.”
The city was illuminated, guns were fired, the bells of the cathedral were rung, and the wind carried to Méridor the noisy joy of the good Angevins.
CHAPTER LVI.
THE DIPLOMACY OF THE DUC D’ANJOU.
When the duke and Bussy were left alone, the duke said, “Let us talk.”