HOW M. DE ST. LUC ACQUITTED HIMSELF OF THE COMMISSION GIVEN TO HIM BY BUSSY.
Let us leave St. Luc a little while in Schomberg’s room, and see what had passed between him and Bussy.
Once out of the hall, St. Luc had stopped, and looked anxiously at his friend.
“Are you ill?” said he, “you are so pale; you look as though you were about to faint.”
“No, I am only choking with anger.”
“You do not surely mind those fellows?”
“You shall see.”
“Come, Bussy, be calm.”
“You are charming, really; be calm, indeed! if you had had half said to you that I have had, some one would have been dead before this.”
“Well, what do you want?”