Penny Dreadfuls, 1901 · page 53 of 324
D'Artagnan, the King Maker — page 53: what you’re looking at
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44 To Portugal. “‘Makes peasants rise and——’” here the corrector stopped at a pretendedly hopeless cast. ““And princes fall!’ continued the prelate, steadily. “That treasonable utlook was—now, the purse may brain a man, if full, »nd the strings strangle him, il empty. I speak metaphorically.” “The purse,” said the musketeer, sadly. “When ofh- cers are clamoring for back pay, when the taxes come in by driblets, since the collectors have sticky fin- ers Gi ‘ “Tush, it is a teeming country! We know, D’Artag- nan, that a king’s cheese goes half away in parings; but, to the glory of France! ther nobles are not impoverished. I know a lord whose strong box is open to the faithful servants of the state fy ‘My lord, your pensioners are envied above those of the king or the queen, there’s no disputing!’ “You soldiers think yourselves dogs in the roasting- wheel, who turn for others to get the meat, but ye shall not always have the rind and the trimmings and the hot splashes! You are ambitious, captain?” “To take ambition from the soldier is to chop the spurs from the knight!” “Well, you who come to town in leather, walk in vel- yet now. We will find gold, not copper lace for the suit, rely on it, on your return.” “My lord, your well-known generosity “Mark you! The latest satire says of me: ‘Breasts stones enfold, as blood runs cold!’ but I will prove to my adherents. that it is good shelter under an old hedge!” “My lord, when we were enemies, I did never scruple to advance my admiration for your support of your friends. Now that I have the favor to possess your lordship’s amity, I have said no prayer but “Lord love no other until France has a better governor!’ ” “As the soldiers’ blood is the captain’s glory, so is the minister’s trust his greatest testimony.” “May I deserve that trust, come martyrdom or mar- quisdom—that is my only prayer. In sum, your emi- nence, I am to take your money in my pocket, and my life in my hands, and spy Portugal. It seems to 93 CORNICE OOO KS (€() im