The Man in the Iron Mask Page #2

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AND MY JOY.

SUCH IS THE GAME OF LOVE.

AT WHICH, I PERCEIVE

YOU ARE NEW.

ALAS, I FEAR I WILL

NEVER KNOW THE RULES.

NONSENSE.

I WILL INSTRUCT YOU.

FOR EXAMPLE,

WHEN I SHOWER YOU WITH GIFTS,

DO NOT BE TOO QUICK

TO SHOW YOUR PLEASURE.

POUT AWHILE:

AND LOOK DISSATISFIED.

BUT SURELY THAT WOULD

HURT YOUR FEELINGS, SIRE.

YES. YES. NOW YOU

BEGIN TO UNDERSTAND.

I WILL GROVEL AT YOUR FEET.

LIKE THIS.

AND KISS THE HEM

OF YOUR GOWN, LIKE THIS.

AND BEG YOU TO:

FORGIVE ME.

YOUR MAJESTY.

HMM, HMM.

[CHUCKLING]

[LAUGHING]

AH, MONSIEUR, WE HAVE

BEEN WAITING....

[PLEADING TO SEE THE KING]

WILL HIS MAJESTY

SEE ME NOW?

- HIS MAJESTY CRAVES THE

MINISTER OF THE INTERIOR'S

INDULGENCE A LITTLE WHILE LONGER.

[PLEADING FOR FOUQUET'S HELP]

[FOUQUET] MUCH LATER.

MONSIEUR COLBERT,

D'ARTAGNAN.

MONSIEUR.

YOU ARE LOOKING:

MORE FIT THAN EVER.

THANK YOU.

AND YOU'RE LOOKING MORE

PROSPEROUS THAN EVER, MONSIEUR.

MONSIEUR.

DO YOU HEAR THEM?

HOW MUCH LONGER:

MUST WE SUFFER THIS?

WE MUST NOT AC IMPETUOUSLY.

IMPETUOUSLY?

OUR SHORES ARE:

THREATENED FROM ABROAD.

OUR PEOPLE CRY:

OUT FOR BREAD,

AND LOUIS WRITES

ODES TO PEACE:

AND DANCES THE MINUET.

WHAT IS TO BECOME OF PARIS

WITH SUCH A KING?

[KNOCKING]

THE DOOR.

IGNORE IT,

THEY WILL GO AWAY.

[KNOCKING LOUDER]

ENTER.

[DOOR OPENS]

YOUR MAJESTY.

AH, FOUQUET.

HOW QUICK YOU ARE.

PRAY, FORGIVE THE INTRUSION,

BUT THE BUSINESS THAT I SPOKE OF...

I FEAR IT CANNOT WAIT.

ALAS, MY DEAR, SUCH ARE

THE BURDENS OF MONARCHY.

PLEASE LEAVE US.

UH, NO, THROUGH HERE.

THE GATES TO YOU

NEW APARTMENT.

THROUGH THIS PASSAGE

WE CAN COME AND GO

UNOBSERVED BY THE QUEEN.

AND MY MOTHER.

TOO SOON,

MY ONE AND ONLY LOVE.

AH, FOUQUET.

WHAT A DELIGHT SHE IS.

SUCH....

TRANSPARENT INNOCENCE,

SUCH INCANDESCEN BEAUTY.

SHE SEEMS DEMURE.

YES.

TOO DEMURE, WE MUST ADMIT.

WE ARE AT OUR WIT'S END.

PERHAPS, UH,........

I COULD HELP PERSUADE THE GIRL.

YOU HAVE HER CONFIDENCE?

TO SOME SMALL DEGREE.

IF YOU COULD BUT CONVINCE

HER TO TRUST HERSELF TO US.

WE WOULD BE MOST GRATEFUL

IN TURN, MONSIEUR FOUQUET.

YOUR MAJESTY.

YES.

AND NOW YOUR:

PRESSING BUSINESS.

HOW COULD YOU BE

SO COLD HEARTED?

OH, HENRIETTA,

THE FACE I SEE BEFORE ME

I COULD EASILY LOVE.

THE MAN BEHIND THE FACE.

OH, LOUISE!

[GASP]

I LEFT MY FAN.

THE QUEEN WILL SURELY

FIND IT THERE.

[KING'S VOICE WITHIN]

- YOU MUST BE MAD, FOUQUET.

- ARTUNE NEVER DIED

AT BIRTH.

HE LIVES, SIRE,

I ASSURE YOU.

THAT DEATH WAS THE

INVENTION OF YOUR FATHER'S

FIRST MINISTER.

MAZARIN.

A LIE THAT HE TOLD

TO THE KING:

WHICH HE ACCEPTED

IN GOOD FAITH.

THE INFAN WAS STILL-BORN.

IN FACT, HE LIVED,

AND WAS TAKEN AWAY,

AND BROUGHT UP:

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