But at that moment the chamber door was opened, and the old Abbe Quillet appeared.
"My children! my dear children!" exclaimed the old man, weeping bitterly. "Alas! why was I only permitted to enter to-day? Dear Henri, your mother, your brother, your sister, are concealed here."
"Be quiet, Monsieur l'Abbe!" said Grandchamp; "do come to the terrace,
Monseigneur."
But the old priest still detained and embraced his pupil.
"We hope," said he; "we hope for mercy."
"I shall refuse it," said Cinq-Mars.
"We hope for nothing but the mercy of God," added De Thou.
"Silence!" said Grandchamp, "the judges are returning."
And the door opened again to admit the dismal procession, from which
Joseph and Laubardemont were missing.
"Gentlemen," exclaimed the good Abbe, addressing the commissioners, "I am happy to tell you that I have just arrived from Paris, and that no one doubts but that all the conspirators will be pardoned. I have had an interview at her Majesty's apartments with Monsieur himself; and as to the Duc de Bouillon, his examination is not unfav—"