D'Artagnan, the King Maker — page 138: what you’re looking at

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Darby and Joan. 127 “Every gentleman knows the Gonzagos, memorable for their valor! and the dames for their attractions and their queenlike majesty.” The last words were pronounced with studied emphasis. The princess started, and though meaning to nod slightly, found herself favoring with an elaborate cour- tesy. This was aman who had addressed queens. “I do not see that I have any more business here,” re- sumed the cavalier, “since this tenant, who let his house, but should have stayed to receive me, has gone away. Still, though I want no room, will you allow me to send some food and stimulants to friends of mine, who are likewise cast upon this inhospitable shore ?”’ The ladies had been searching well, but they had per- ceived no one. “They are hardly better fitted for a court pageant than your servant speaking,’ went on the muksteer, amus- ingly. “The coats of their stomachs are also out of re- pair, so pranked upon were we by the typhoon—in a word, they are naked and starving. If you would let me send them by your lackeys the wherewithals to revive them and revest them, you will have their prayers to add to those of the thousands who hold your cause in their hearts !” There was no doubt that this glib speaker knew them very well. Jacinta stepped aside to let her mistress explain to the footmen. “Besides,” said he, still more significantly, “revived, they will form no worthless reinforcement to your guard, in case the fugitive Jew is caught by the Spaniards and they follow up his track—granting that he will not be- tray all—to his ignoble retreat!” La Braganza guessed that this confident and deeply- advised speaker wished to confer with her alone. An- other might have been apprehensive, but Luisa de Gon- zago y Guzman y Braganza knew nothing of ordinary feminine fears. The musketeer plunged into the cave, whence he shortly issued to beckon two of the servants. With the negress’ help, he had stuffed into two seaman’s bags enough victuals to supply the naval officer’s crew and M. CORNICE OOOKS (C(O)