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Maitre Cornelius

Maitre Cornelius

Wormeley, Katharine Prescott
De Balzac, Honore

Paperback

Classic FictionGeneral Fiction

ISBN10: 148396602X
ISBN13: 9781483966021
Publisher: Createspace
Published: Mar 26 2013
Pages: 54
Weight: 0.20
Height: 0.13 Width: 6.00 Depth: 9.00
Language: English
Excerpt: ...his dagger securely in a joint between two stones, fastened a silken ladder to it, threw the ladder down the chimney and risked himself upon it, trusting to his good blade, and to the chance of not having mistaken his mistress's room. He knew not whether Saint-Vallier was asleep or awake, but one thing he was resolved upon, he would hold the countess in his arms if it cost the life of two men. Presently his feet gently touched the warm embers; he bent more gently still and saw the countess seated in an armchair; and she saw him. Pale with joy and palpitating, the timid creature showed him, by the light of the lamp, Saint-Vallier lying in a bed about ten feet from her. We may well believe their burning silent kisses echoed only in their hearts. CHAPTER III THE ROBBERY OF THE JEWELS OF THE DUKE OF BAVARIA The next day, about nine in the morning, as Louis XI. was leaving his chapel after hearing mass, he found Maitre Cornelius on his path. Good luck to you, crony, he said, shoving up his cap in his hasty way. Sire, I would willingly pay a thousand gold crowns if I could have a moment's talk with you; I have found the thief who stole the rubies and all the jewels of the Duke of- Let us hear about that, said Louis XI., going out into the courtyard of Plessis, followed by his silversmith, Coyctier his physician, Olivier de Daim, and the captain of his Scottish guard. Tell me about it. Another man to hang for you! Hola, Tristan! The grand provost, who was walking up and down the courtyard, came with slow steps, like a dog who exhibits his fidelity. The group paused under a tree. The king sat down on a bench and the courtiers made a circle about him. Sire, a man who pretended to be a Fleming has got the better of me- began Cornelius. He must be crafty indeed, that fellow! exclaimed Louis, wagging his head. Oh, yes! replied the silversmith, bitterly. But methinks he'd have snared you yourself. How could I distrust a beggar recommended to me...

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