"Do you not know that the king signed the order of execution the day he was about to leave Orleans, in order that the sentence might be carried out in his absence?"The lieutenant-general listened to this discussion without a word, but he took his brother by the arm and led him into a corner of the hall.
"Undoubtedly," he said, "the heirs of Charlemagne have the right to recover the crown which was usurped from their house by Hugh Capet;but can they do it? The pear is not yet ripe. Our nephew is dying, and the whole court has gone over to the king of Navarre.""The king's heart failed him, or the Bearnais would have been stabbed before now," said the cardinal; "and we could easily have disposed of the Valois children.""We are very ill-placed here," said the duke; "the rebellion of the town will be supported by the States-general. L'Hopital, whom we protected while the queen-mother opposed his appointment, is to-day against us, and yet it is all-important that we should have the justiciary with us. Catherine has too many supporters at the present time; we cannot send her back to Italy. Besides, there are still three Valois princes--""She is no longer a mother, she is all queen," said the cardinal. "In my opinion, this is the moment to make an end of her. Vigor, and more and more vigor! that's my prescription!" he cried.
So saying, the cardinal returned to the king's chamber, followed by the duke. The priest went straight to the queen-mother.
"The papers of Lasagne, the secretary of the Prince de Conde, have been communicated to you, and you now know that the Bourbons are endeavoring to dethrone your son.""I know all that," said Catherine.
"Well, then, will you give orders to arrest the king of Navarre?""There is," she said with dignity, "a lieutenant-general of the kingdom."At this instant Francois II. groaned piteously, complaining aloud of the terrible pains in his ear. The physician left the fireplace where he was warming himself, and went to the bedside to examine the king's head.
"Well, monsieur?" said the Duc de Guise, interrogatively.
"I dare not take upon myself to apply a blister to draw the abscess.
Maitre Ambroise has promised to save the king's life by an operation, and I might thwart it.""Let us postpone the treatment till to-morrow morning," said Catherine, coldly, "and order all the physicians to be present; for we all know the calumnies to which the death of kings gives rise."She went to her son and kissed his hand; then she withdrew to her own apartments.
"With what composure that audacious daughter of a shop-keeper alluded to the death of the dauphin, poisoned by Montecuculi, one of her own Italian followers!" said Mary Stuart.
"Mary!" cried the little king, "my grandfather never doubted her innocence.""Can we prevent that woman from coming here to-morrow?" said the queen to her uncles in a low voice.
"What will become of us if the king dies?" returned the cardinal, in a whisper. "Catherine will shovel us all into his grave."Thus the question was plainly put between Catherine de' Medici and the house of Lorraine during that fatal night. The arrival of the Connetable de Montmorency and the Chancelier de l'Hopital were distinct indications of rebellion; the morning of the next day would therefore be decisive.
