THE VICOMTE DE BRAGELONtfE. 34? majesty will not often see much of it. To live under the paw of these hungry wolves is hard for a man who reck- oned upon independence." At this moment some one scratched at the door of the cabinet; the king raised his head proudly. "Your pardon, Monsieur d'Artagnan," said he; "it is Monsieur Colbert, who comes to make me a report. Come in, Monsieur Colbert." D'Artagnan drew back. Colbert entered with papers in his hand, and went up to the king. There can be little doubt that the Gascon did not lose the opportunity of applying his keen, quick glance to the new figure which presented itself. "Is the inquiry then made?" "Yes, sire." "And the opinion of the inquisitors?" "Is that the accused merit confiscation and death." "Ah! ah!" said the king, without changing countenance, and casting an oblique look at D'Artagnan. "And your own opinion, Monsieur Colbert?" said he. Colbert looked at D'Artagnan in his turn. That impos- ing countenance checked the words upon his lips. Louis perceived this. "Do not disturb yourself," said he; "it is Monsieur d'Artagnan; do you not know Monsieur d'Artag- nan again?" These two men looked at each other — D'Artagnan, with his eye open and bright; Colbert, with his eye half-closed and dim. The frank intrepidity of the one displeased the other; the cautious circumspection of the financier dis- pleased the soldier. "Ah! ah! this is the gentleman who made that brilliant stroke in England," said Colbert. And he bowed slightly to D'Artagnan. "Ah! ah!" said the Gascon, "this is the gentleman who clipped off the lace from the uniform of the Swiss! A praiseworthy piece of economy." The financier thought to embarrass the musketeer; but the musketeer ran the financier right through. "Monsieur d'Artagnan," resumed the king, who had not remarked all the shades of which Mazarin would not have missed one, "this concerns the farmers of the revenue who have robbed me, whom I am hanging, and whose death- warrants I am about to sign." "Oh! oh!" said D'Artagnan, starting. "What did you say?" "Oh! nothing, sire. This is no business of mine."
