Part 132 (1/2)
”In that case,” said Catharine, ”you must have the renunciation.”
”It happens that I have it with me, madame, signed by him and dated.”
”Dated previous to the affair in the Louvre?” said Catharine.
”Yes, the evening before, I think.”
De Mouy drew from his pocket an abdication in favor of the Duc d'Alencon, written and signed in Henry's hand, and bearing the date indicated.
”Faith, yes,” said Charles, ”and all is in due form.”
”What did Henry demand in return for this renunciation?”
”Nothing, madame; the friends.h.i.+p of King Charles, he told us, would amply repay him for the loss of a crown.”
Catharine bit her lips in anger and wrung her beautiful hands.
”All this is perfectly correct, De Mouy,” said the King.
”Then,” said the queen mother, ”if everything was settled between you and the King of Navarre, what was the object of your interview with him this evening?”
”I, madame! with the King of Navarre?” said De Mouy. ”Monsieur de Nancey, who arrested me, will bear witness that I was alone. Your majesty can ask him.”
”Monsieur de Nancey!” called the King.
The captain of the guards entered.
”Monsieur de Nancey,” said Catharine, quickly, ”was Monsieur de Mouy entirely alone at the inn of the _Belle etoile_?”
”In the room, yes, madame; in the hostelry, no.”
”Ah!” said Catharine, ”who was his companion?”
”I do not know if he was the companion of Monsieur de Mouy, madame, but I know that a man escaped by a back door after having stretched two of my men on the floor.”
”And you recognized this gentleman, no doubt?”
”No, I did not, but my guards did.”
”Who was he?” asked Charles IX.
”Monsieur le Comte Annibal de Coconnas.”
”Annibal de Coconnas!” exclaimed the King, gloomy and thoughtful; ”the one who made such a terrible slaughter of the Huguenots during the ma.s.sacre of Saint Bartholomew?”
”Monsieur de Coconnas, a gentleman in the suite of Monsieur d'Alencon,”
said Monsieur de Nancey.
”Very good,” said Charles IX. ”You may go, Monsieur de Nancey, and another time, remember one thing.”