[Ten Years Later by Alexandre Dumas Pere]@TWC D-Link bookTen Years Later CHAPTER XXIII 7/12
Baisemeaux ran to the window like a madman. "No, no," he exclaimed in a state of desperation, "who the deuce is speaking of M.Fouquet? are you drunk below there? why am I interrupted when I am engaged on business ?" "You were going to M.Fouquet's," said Aramis, biting his lips, "to M. Fouquet, the abbe, or the superintendent ?" Baisemeaux almost made up his mind to tell an untruth, but he could not summon courage to do so.
"To the superintendent," he said. "It is true, then, that you were in want of money, since you were going to a person who gives it away!" "I assure you, my lord--" "You were afraid ?" "My dear lord, it was the uncertainty and ignorance in which I was as to where you were to be found." "You would have found the money you require at M.Fouquet's, for he is a man whose hand is always open." "I swear that I should never have ventured to ask M.Fouquet for money. I only wished to ask him for your address." "To ask M.Fouquet for my address ?" exclaimed Aramis, opening his eyes in real astonishment. "Yes," said Baisemeaux, greatly disturbed by the glance which the prelate fixed upon him,--"at M.Fouquet's certainly." "There is no harm in that, dear M.Baisemeaux, only I would ask, why ask my address of M.Fouquet ?" "That I might write to you." "I understand," said Aramis smiling, "but that is not what I meant; I do not ask you what you required my address for: I only ask why you should go to M.Fouquet for it ?" "Oh!" said Baisemeaux, "as Belle-Isle is the property of M.Fouquet, and as Belle-Isle is in the diocese of Vannes, and as you are bishop of Vannes--" "But, my dear Baisemeaux, since you knew I was bishop of Vannes, you had no occasion to ask M.Fouquet for my address." "Well, monsieur," said Baisemeaux, completely at bay, "if I have acted indiscreetly, I beg your pardon most sincerely." "Nonsense," observed Aramis calmly: "how can you possibly have acted indiscreetly ?" And while he composed his face, and continued to smile cheerfully on the governor, he was considering how Baisemeaux, who was not aware of his address, knew, however, that Vannes was his residence. "I shall clear all this up," he said to himself; and then speaking aloud, added,--"Well, my dear governor shall we now arrange our little accounts ?" "I am at your orders, my lord; but tell me beforehand, my lord, whether you will do me the honor to breakfast with me as usual ?" "Very willingly, indeed." "That's well," said Baisemeaux, as he struck the bell before him three times. "What does that mean ?" inquired Aramis. "That I have some one to breakfast with me, and that preparations are to be made accordingly." "And you rang thrice.
Really, my dear governor, I begin to think you are acting ceremoniously with me." "No, indeed.
Besides, the least I can do is to receive you in the best way I can." "But why so ?" "Because not even a prince could have done what you have done for me." "Nonsense! nonsense!" "Nay, I assure you--" "Let us speak of other matters," said Aramis.
"Or rather, tell me how your affairs here are getting on." "Not over well." "The deuce!" "M.
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