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The Corsican Ogre.

           

           "’Tiswell,"resumedtheking."Andnow,gentlemen,"hecontinued,turningtowardsM.deBlacasandtheministerofpolice,"Ihavenofurtheroccasionforyou,andyoumayretire;whatnowremainstodoisinthedepartmentoftheministerofwar."

           "Fortunately,sire,"saidM.deBlacas,"wecanrelyonthearmy;yourmajestyknowshoweveryreportconfirmstheirloyaltyandattachment."

           "Donotmentionreports,duke,tome,forIknownowwhatconfidencetoplaceinthem.Yet,speakingofreports,baron,whathaveyoulearnedwithregardtotheaffairintheRueSaint–Jacques?"

           "TheaffairintheRueSaint–Jacques!"exclaimedVillefort,unabletorepressanexclamation.Then,suddenlypausing,headded,"Yourpardon,sire,butmydevotiontoyourmajestyhasmademeforget,nottherespectIhave,forthatistoodeeplyengravedinmyheart,buttherulesofetiquette."

           "Goon,goon,sir,"repliedtheking;"youhavetodayearnedtherighttomakeinquirieshere."

           "Sire,"interposedtheministerofpolice,"IcameamomentagotogiveyourmajestyfreshinformationwhichIhadobtainedonthishead,whenyourmajesty’sattentionwasattractedbytheterribleeventthathasoccurredinthegulf,andnowthesefactswillceasetointerestyourmajesty."

           "Onthecontrary,sironthecontrary,"saidLouisXVIII.

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