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〃But still; courage!〃 the King cried。  〃Courage; man!  A dose that would kill a cat may not kill a man。  Do you feel ill?〃

〃Oh; yes; sire;〃 La Trape moaned。

〃What do you feel?〃

〃I have a trembling in all my limbs; and ahah; my God; I am a dead man!  I have a burning herea pain like hot coals in my vitals!〃 And; leaning against the wall; the unfortunate man clasped his arms round his body and bent himself up and down in a paroxysm of suffering。

〃A doctor!  a doctor!〃 Henry cried; thrusting one leg out of bed。 〃Send for Du Laurens!〃 Then; as I went to the door to do so; 〃Can you be sick; man?〃  he asked。  〃Try!〃

〃No; no; it is impossible!〃

〃But try; try!  when did this cat die?〃

〃It is outside;〃 La Trape groaned。  He could say no more。

I had opened the door by this time; and found the attendants; whom the man's cries had alarmed; in a cluster round it。 Silencing them sternly; I bade one go for M。 Du Laurens; the King's physician; while another brought me the cat that was dead。

The page who had spent the night in the King's chamber; fetched it。  I told him to bring it in; and ordering the others to let the doctor pass when he arrived; I closed the door upon their curiosity; and went back to the King。  He had left his bed and was standing near La Trape; endeavouring to hearten him; now telling him to tickle his throat with a feather; and now watching his sufferings in silence; with a face of gloom and despondency that sufficiently betrayed his reflections。  At sight of the page; however; carrying the dead cat; he turned briskly; and we both examined the beast which; already rigid; with staring eyes and uncovered teeth; was not a sight to cheer anyone; much less the stricken man。  La Trape; however; seemed to be scarcely aware of its presence。  He had sunk upon a chest which stood against the wall; and; with his body strangely twisted; was muttering prayers; while he rocked himself to and fro unceasingly。

〃It's stiff;〃 the King said in a low voice。  〃It has been dead some hours。〃

〃Since midnight;〃 I muttered。

〃Pardon; sire;〃 the page; who was holding the cat; said; 〃I saw it after midnight。  It was alive then。〃

〃You saw it!〃 I exclaimed。  〃How?  Where?〃

〃Here; your excellency;〃 the boy answered; quailing a little。

〃What?  In this room?〃

〃Yes; excellency。  I heard a noise aboutI think about two o'clockand his Majesty breathing very heavily; It was a noise like a cat spitting。  It frightened me; and I rose from my pallet and went round the bed。  I was just in time to see the cat jump down。〃

〃From the bed?〃

〃Yes; your excellency。  From his Majesty's chest; I think。〃

〃And you are sure that it was this cat?〃

〃Yes; sire; for as soon as it was on the floor it began to writhe and roll and bite itself; with all its fur on end; like a mad cat。  Then it flew to the door and tried to get out; and again began to spit furiously。  I thought that it would awaken the King; and I let it out。〃

〃And then the King did awake?〃

〃He was just awaking; your excellency。〃

〃Well; sire;〃 I said; smiling; 〃this accounts; I think; for your dream of the house that fell; and the beam that lay on your chest。〃

It would have been difficult to say whether at this the King looked more foolish or more relieved。  Whichever the sentiment he entertained; however; it was quickly cut short by a lamentable cry that drove the blood from our cheeks。  La Trape was in another paroxysm。  〃Oh; the poor man!〃 Henry cried。

〃I suppose that the cat came in unseen;〃 I said; 〃with him last night; and then stayed in the room?〃

〃Doubtless。〃

〃And was seized with a paroxysm here?〃

〃Such as he has now!〃 Henry answered; for La Trape had fallen to the floor。  〃Such as he has now!〃 he repeated; his eyes flaming; his face pale。  〃Oh; my friend; this is too much。  Those who do these things are devils; not men。  Where is Du Laurens?  Where is the doctor?  He will perish before our eyes。〃

〃Patience; sire;〃 I said。  〃He will come。〃

〃But in the meantime the man dies。〃

〃No; no;〃 I said; going to La Trape; and touching his hand。 〃Yet; he is very cold。〃  And turning; I sent the page to hasten the doctor。  Then I begged the King to allow me to have the man conveyed into another room。  〃His sufferings distress you; sire; and you do him no good;〃 I said。

〃No; he shall not go!〃 he answered。  〃Ventre Saint Gris!  man; he is dying for me!  He is dying in my place。  He shall die here。〃

Still ill satisfied; I was about to press him farther; when La Trape raised his voice; and feebly asked for me。  A page who had taken the other's place was supporting his head; and two or three of my gentlemen; who had come in unbidden; were looking on with scared faces。  I went to the poor fellow's side; and asked what I could do for him。

〃I am dying!〃 he muttered; turning up his eyes。  〃The doctor! the doctor!〃

I feared that he was passing; but I bade him have courage。  〃In a moment he will be here;〃 I said; while the King in distraction sent messenger on messenger。

〃He will come too late;〃 the sinking man answered。  〃Excellency?〃

〃Yes; my good fellow;〃 I said; stooping that I might hear him the better。

〃I took ten pistoles yesterday from a man to get him a scullion's place; and there is none vacant。〃

〃It is forgiven;〃 I said; to soothe him。

〃And your excellency's favourite hound; Diane;〃 he gasped。  〃She had three puppies; not two。  I sold the other。〃

〃Well; it is forgiven; my friend。  It is forgiven。  Be easy;〃 I said kindly。

〃Ah; I have been a villain;〃 he groaned。  〃I have lived loosely。 Only last night I kissed the butler's wench; and〃

〃Be easy; be easy;〃 I said。  〃Here is the doctor。  He will save you yet。〃

And I made way for M。 Du Laurens; who; having saluted the King; knelt down by the sick man; and felt his pulse; while we all stood round; looking down on the two with grave faces。  It seemed to me that the man's eyes were growing dim; and I had little hope。  The King was the first to break the silence。  〃You have hope?〃  he said。  〃You can save him?〃

〃Pardon; sire; a moment;〃 the physician answered; rising from his knees。  〃Where is the cat?〃

Someone brought it; and M。 Du Laurens; after looking at it; said curtly; 〃It has been poisoned。〃

La Trape uttered a groan of despair。  〃At what hour did it take the milk?〃  the physician asked。

〃A little before ten last evening;〃 I said; seeing that La Trape was too far gone for speech。

〃Ah!  And the man?〃

〃An hour later。〃

Du Laurens shook his head; and was preparing to lay down the cat; which he had taken in his hands; when some appearance led him to examine it again and more closely。  〃Why what is this?〃  he exclaimed; in a tone of surprise; as he took the body to the window。  〃There is a large swelling under its chin。〃

No one answered。

〃Give me a pair of scissors;〃 he continued; and then; after a minute; when they had been handed to him and he had removed the fur; 〃Ha!〃 he said gravely; 〃this is not so simple as I thought。 The cat has been poisoned; but by a prick with some sharp instrument。〃

The King uttered an exclamation of incredulity。  〃But it drank the milk;〃 he said。  〃Some milk that〃

〃Pardon; sire;〃 Du Laurens answered positively。  〃A draught of milk; however drugged; does not produce an external swelling with a small blue puncture in the middle。〃

〃What does?〃  the King asked; with something like a sneer。

〃Ah; that is the question;〃 the physician answered。  〃A ring; perhaps; with a poison…chamber and hollow dart。〃

〃But there is no question of that here;〃 I said。  〃Let us be clear。  Do you say that the cat did not die of the milk?〃

〃I see no proof that it did;〃 he answered。  〃And many things to show that it died of poison administered by puncture。〃

〃But then;〃 I answered; in no little confusion of thought; 〃what of La Trape?〃

He turned; and with him all eyes; to the unfortunate equerry; who still lay seemingly moribund; with his head propped on some cushions。  M。 Du Laurens advanced to him and again felt his pulse; an operation which appeared to bring a slight tinge of colour to the fading cheeks。  〃How much milk did he drink?〃  the physician asked after a pause。

〃More than half a pint;〃 I answered。

〃And what besides?〃

〃A quantity of the King's posset; and a little lemonade。〃

〃And for supper?  What did you have?〃  the leech continued; addressing himself to his patient。

〃I had some wine;〃 he answered feebly。  〃And a little Frontignac with the butler; and some honey…mead that the gipsy…wench gave me。

〃The gipsy…wench?〃

〃The butler's girl; of whom I spoke。〃

M。 Du Laurens rose slowly to his feet; and; to my amazement; dealt the prostrate man a hearty kick; bidding him at the same time to rise。  〃Get up; fool!  Get up;〃 he continued harshly; yet with a ring of triumph in his voice; 〃all you have got is the colic; and it is no more than you deserve。  Get up; I say; and beg his Majesty's pardon!〃

〃But;〃 the King remonstrated in a tone of anger; 〃the man is dying!〃

〃He is no more dying than you are; sire;〃 the other answered。 〃Or; if he is; it is of fright。  There; he can stand as well as you or I!〃

And to be sure; as he spoke; La Trape scrambled to his feet; and with a mien be

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