“I, sire!”
“You told me in the most admirable manner the particulars of the accident which happened to Guiche. I can see the wild boar rushing out of the wood—I can see the horse fall down fighting with his head, and the boar rush from the horse to the rider. You do not simply relate a story well: you positively paint its incidents.”
“Sire, I think your majesty condescends to laugh at my expense,” said Manicamp.
“On the contrary,” said Louis, seriously, “I have so little intention of laughing, Monsieur de Manicamp, that I wish you to relate this adventure to every one.”
“The adventure of the hunt?”
“Yes; in the same manner you told it to me, without changing a single word—you understand?”
“Perfectly, sire.”
“And you will relate it, then?”
“Without losing a minute.”
“Very well! and now summon M. d’Artagnan; I hope you are no longer afraid of him.”