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ht to it than I? Henry is only your brother by marriage. I am your brother by blood, and more than this, my love--Sire, I beg you, keep me near you." "No, no, Francois," replied Charles; "that would be to your unhappiness." "How so?" "For many reasons." "But, sire, shall you ever find as faithful a companion as I am? From my childhood I have never left your Majesty." "I know that very well; and sometimes I have wished you farther away." "What does your Majesty mean?" "Nothing, nothing; I understand myself. Oh, what fine hunts you will have there, Francois! How I envy you! Do you know that in those devilish mountains they hunt the bear as here we do the wild boar? You will send us all such magnificent skins! They hunt there with a dagger, you know; they wait for the animal, excite him, irritate him; he advances towards the hunter, and when within four feet of him he rises on his hind legs. It is then that they plunge the steel into his heart as Henry did to the boar at our last hunt. It is dangerous sport, but you are brave, Francois, and the danger will be a real pleasure for you." "Ah! your Majesty increases my grief, for I shall hunt with you no more." "By Heaven! so much the better!" said the King. "It helps neither of us to hunt together." "What does your Majesty mean?" "That hunting with me causes you such pleasure and rouses in you such emotion that you who are the personification of skill, you who with any musket can bring down a magpie a hundred feet away, the last time we hunted together failed at twenty paces to hit a wild boar; but with your weapon, a weapon, too, with which you are familiar, you broke the leg of my best horse. The devil, Francois, that makes one reflect, you know!" "Oh! sire, pardon me, it was from emotion," said D'Alencon, who had become livid. "Yes," replied Charles, "I can well imagine what the emotion was; and it is on account of this emotion that I realize all that it means when I say to you: 'Believe me, Francois, when one has such emotions it is best for us to hunt at a distance from each other. Think about it, brother, not while you are with me, because I can see my presence troubles you, but when you are alone, and you will see that I have every reason to fear that in another hunt you might be seized with another emotion. There is nothing like emotion for causing the hand to rise, and you might kill the rider instead of the horse, the king instead of th
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