d gave you
weakness--that spoiled all."
"And who told you this pretty tale? Perrault or St. Simon?"
"The princess palatine, your mother."
The regent laughed.
"And whom shall we choose for the commission?" asked he.
"Oh, monseigneur, people of mind and resolution, be sure; not
provincials; not very sensitive to family scenes; men old in the dust of
tribunals, whom the Breton men will not frighten with their fierce eyes,
nor the Breton women seduce with their beautiful languid ones."
The regent made no reply.
"After all," continued Dubois, "these people may not be as guilty as we
suppose. What they have plotted let us recapitulate. Bah! mere trifles.
To bring back the Spaniards into France, what is that? To call Philip
the Fifth king, the renouncer of his country; to break all the laws of
the State--these good Bretons."
"Dubois, I know the national law as well as you."
"Then, monseigneur, if you speak truly, you have only to approve the
nomination of the commissioners I have chosen."
"How many are there?"
"Twelve."
"Their names?"
Dubois gave in the list.
"Ah, you were right--a happy choice; but who is to preside over this
amiable assembly?"
"Guess, monseigneur."
"Take care; you must have an honest man at the head of these ravagers."
"I have one."
"Who is it?"
"An ambassador."
"Cellamare, perhaps."
"Ma foi! I think if you would let him come out of Blois he would not
refuse you even the heads of his accomplices."
"Let him stop at Blois. Who is to preside?"
"Chateau-Neuf."
"The ambassador from Holland, from the great king. Dubois, I do not
generally compliment you, but this time you have done wonders."
"You understand, monseigneur: he knows that these people wish to make a
republic; and he, who is brought up to know none but sultans, and who
has a horror of Holland through the horror of Louis XIV. for republics,
has accepted with a good grace. We shall have Argram for prosecutor.
Cayet shall be our secretary. We go to work quickly and well,
monseigneur, for time presses."
"But shall we at least have quiet afterward?"
"I believe so. We may sleep all day and all night; that is to say, when
we have finished the war in Spain."
"Oh!" cried the regent, "why did I strive for the regency? I should
laugh to see M. de Maine freeing himself with his Jesuits and his
Spaniards! Madame de Maintenon and her politics, with Villeroy and
Villars, would drive away the spleen;
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