Gallant Ladies Page #2

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He ate five meals a day.

Oh, he was a happy man.

He'd put on 60 pounds since the wedding.

Don't let anyone in.

I'm here for all your misfortunes.

Yes.

You took advantage of me last time.

I was so distraught...

It's all very well staying

at court with us...

but it won't feed you.

That's true!

I live off my stipend

as a Lord of the King's Chamber...

and the money from my abbey. And only...

because my brothers are dead.

Thank God I'm not a priest!

Ask the king for another stipend.

He promised me one...

You should have gone to Poland with him.

Is it my fault his wedding changed him?

Before, we often had the same mistresses.

You mustn't rely on others.

Do as I did. I started out with nothing.

I now have a large income,

and my husband's estate.

Get married.

Plight my troth...

I've thought of it.

Plight your troth... That's horrible!

I couldn't live alone.

I need a husband near me.

A more sturdy one this time.

Do you have someone in mind?

I think I've found him.

How delicate of you...

to tell me that just now!

For 6 months now,

the Marchal de Labadens...

has been trying more serious things.

He was a terrible lover.

He'll be a good husband.

Have you ever considered me?

You?

A present, for you.

You refuse a woman's gift?

That's silly of you.

Their bodies are gifts too.

In case you change your mind.

Heavens, my husband's family

from Pithiviers!

Get dressed! They mustn't

see you, for my sake!

Is it safe?

- Don't worry. I'm used to this.

I was always saved...

by never forgetting all the women I knew.

A mighty lord, away at war...

ordered me to take

his son twice a week...

to Mme. de Sauve who would teach

and debauch him.

I don't want to go!

I'd rather play marbles or catapults.

I'm fed up of learning good manners!

Come on, don't be afraid.

You can have a cake after.

Mme. de Sauve was the mistress

of Charles IX...

Henri III and the King of Navarre.

She had earned the name "The

lady of 12 inventions".

Bussy, who frequented her...

claims there were only 6.

He's progressing but too hurried.

I must talk to you. I've made a decision.

Again?

Henceforward, I'll only live with women.

Men are boastful braggarts.

I can bear them no more.

Only women please me.

Good. So what?

I want to serve

the greatest of them again.

Our Queen Mother.

Only you can help me see her.

So you intend to live

more seriously, do you?

Have some grapes.

Sit down, Brantme.

The grapes are excellent.

We remember your past services.

And we'll gladly use you again.

You know that M. de la Frgouse

has turned Calvinist...

and had the nerve to kidnap the Gelosi...

Italian actors on their way to us.

Yes. He's asking for a ransom.

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