Under the Red Robe Page #2

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- See to the horses!

Why?

Could one of your people

guide me to the market, sire?

You're better ask them.

Who wants to earn a couple of crowns?

Is it my imagination or is there

a certain lack of enthusiasm?

We don't like strangers here.

Well, you don't have to poison them.

You are the Duke of Foix's people,

aren't you?

We are.

And he is in Spain?

He might be.

Do I cross the river to reach the castle?

Answer!

Which road do I take?

You'll take the road home

if you've got any sense!

Certain men live long.

Not here.

Here we are.

But we'll never get across alive!

I might.

But... I can't!

That's why I'm going to cross here.

What should I tell the cardinal?

Say the next time he gives me a

dangerous task...

...he'd better chose a taller one.

Goodbye.

But, master!

Master!

He's still alive.

Put him down there.

What is it?

A man! He's half-drowned!

Get some brandy!

Madame...

Thank you, madame.

My name is Reymond du Vas.

What happened?

I... I was attacked.

Hit on the head.

Thrown into the river.

Do you know where you are?

No, I lost consciousness.

You are the guest of the Duke of Foix

until you recover.

How can I thank you, madame?

Louis, take this man to the tower.

See that he has a warm bath

and send him some drier clothes.

You are too kind, madame.

Thank me tomorrow.

- Good night.

- Good night.

This is my sister-in-law.

Mademoiselle.

He called you 'madame'!

He thought you were Edmond's wife!

And he took you for the duke's sister!

Not a very clever spy.

You think he's a spy?

No good ever came out of that river!

I'd've thrown him back!

Do you believe his story?

Not a word of it!

Nor any man's for that matter.

Never did.

I must find out about this man.

Jean, I want you to go up.

At once.

Ow, you're hurting me!

Don't touch me again.

Why are you staring at me?

I don't need you.

Get out of here.

Don't you understand?

Are you deaf?

Get out!

Why doesn't he speak?

He is dumb, sir.

He has no tongue.

When the cardinal's people took

Larouchelle, they spared his life.

But cut out his tongue.

Why?

He was a spy, sir.

Dangerous trade.

Very dangerous, sir.

Very.

He have to set up the cause.

But we are not murderers.

But we did not touch a hair on his head,

my lady! I swear!

You did not attack him?

No!

Nor push him in the river?

No!

Was he alone?

He had a servant with him.

He had forgotten to mention that.

Did he know he was near the castle?

Yes, madame.

What did he say?

He asked for a guide to the passe.

He said he was on his way to Spain.

To Spain?

I didn't say a word about him.

I never thought he'd get here.

Better here than on his way to Spain.

That's all. Thank you.

But wait!

Send a pigeon to Paris.

Find out if they know anything about

a man who calls himself Reymond de Vas.

Raymond de Vas?

Very well, my lady.

You wish the candle out, sir?

No, no.

There you go.

Come, are you asleep?

Can we allow him to cross the border?

Yes. We're strong.

He might kill him!

Yes.

He has a servant.

Who will probably tear over to Rome

if he thinks we will strike.

And take his crown.

What shall we do?

We'll write to Edmond and ask him.

Until we have his answer...

...we'll keep the man here.

He should be under lock and key.

But he won't get far

with the guard watching.

Supper is served, Your Grace.

Just one moment, Louis.

Go out! He's coming!

What are you looking for?

Can I be frank, madame?

You'll have to be.

You will think me very ungrateful.

Possibly.

- You will never forgive me.

- Maybe.

You have made a remarkable recovery.

Yes.

A strange feat to explore the house at

night, tell me what you are looking for?

Food, madame.

Food?

We'll certainly not let you die

of hunger here.

Louis, the gentleman

will have supper with us.

May the hand of Jesus Christ bless us

and also this food that we are about to eat.

In the name of the Father, and of the Son

and of the Holy Ghost.

So be it.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

That's a bad omen!

No.

So, you are from Paris, aren't you?

No.

I'm from Normandie.

But I've been living in Paris.

And you are journeying just for pleasure?

Oh, no, madame.

I am on my way to Spain.

To Spain?

- Yes.

- Why to Spain?

To see the Duke of Foix.

Why do you want to see him?

Oh, he may be glad of a good sword.

If your gracious command would help

me to a guide, madame...

I would proceed to Spain as

soon as I have my horses.

In a few days, we should

give you a good guide.

Thank you, madame.

In the meantime...

You had better stay here.

Thank you, madame.

In fact, you do not happen to know

any of the duke's friends?

No, no.

Why did you leave Paris, then?

Oh, I left Paris because...

The cardinal wanted to hang me.

Why?

Dueling, madame.

For what?

I almost like the cardinal.

'Thou shalt not kill. '

Of course.

You are a Protestant.

And you?

A Catholic?

I'm afraid I have no religion.

How can you live without

something to believe in?

I have my honor, madame.

And my sword.

Your honor?

Yes, of course.

We return thanks unto thee

for all thy blessings.

O, Omnipotent God...

...who liveth and reigneth forevermore.

So be it.

Let me see. Where was it you were attacked?

At the river.

I was looking for a place to cross.

And you were one man against many?

At that moment, yes.

I had left my man with the horse.

Poor man. I feel the worse.

A faithful servant?

Oh, he followed me like a dog.

Oh, I wonder what has happened.

Master!

Marius!

- Master!

- Gil!

You dog.

You faithful dog.

What did I tell you, madame?

Master, you don't know what

I've gone through! I've -

And you don't know what I've gone through.

I was attacked, hit on the head,

thrown into the river...

Picked up for dead.

What happened to you?

I don't think I'll tell mine now.

No, no. You must be tired out. And you...

And you're always so nicely dressed.

Yes, we'll find a room for him.

Oh, no, madame. He wouldn't think of

sleeping anywhere but at the foot of my bed.

Would you, Marius?

Oh, I wouldn't think of it.

I knew you wouldn't.

Come.

Good night, Your Grace.

Good night, my lady.

Is he a spy?

I'm sure of it.

He was terrified that

his man would betray him.

He's a bad man, I swear.

How do you know that?

He only looked at me once.

And a cold shiver ran down my spine.

He did an honor to your dinner, Marie.

We can believe that he was hungry.

Nor was I! They only care for two things.

And food's the other one.

'Reymond de Vas.

The de Vas family is well-known

in Normandie.

But none of our friends have met

anyone called Reymond de Vas in France. '

A spy? Why not make short work of him?

Well, she doesn't know that he's a spy!

We don't know, but...

But I hate the man.

Yes, I saw the two men riding

into the courtyard.

Who are they?

Baron Breteuil and Count Rossignac,

two of the duke's friends from afar.

How do you know?

I have my methods.

And there's something more. There's

a military patrol following them.

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