Mayeux le bossu Page #2

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- Just tonight.

I can't tonight, my good man.

Not for 100 crowns?

For 100 crowns,

I'd run anyone through.

What? You'd sell your services

for a ruffian's wage?

- You insult the craft.

- Not even for 200.

- 300 would be reasonable.

- You're worth 400.

on delivery of the carcass.

I pay, you obey.

How can I resist such elegance?

He's coming.

Who are we butchering

at 5 men to 1?

You're not paid to know.

Let's go.

Damn, what a city! Ill-mannered!

It's just a few steps.

I can walk.

Hey, carter! Make way!

- It's the Duke de Nevers!

- So what?

Thank you, poltroons!

My lord...

it's me!

Again!

This time, no quarter!

A different attack!

A hired assassin now? In whose pay?

An evil-looking devil.

That's a bit vague.

His name and I spare you!

Even if I knew it,

it's not my habit to betray others.

Is it your habit to die?

Right now? Here?

You're lost. How does it feel

to be leaving this world?

Well, well...

That Lagardre's a hound

retrieving the game.

Shut up, fool! It's the contrary!

Put him here.

Smelling salts, vinegar, quick!

Do that again!

An affront!

I demand satisfaction!

You'll fight with me... at my side.

You're no traitor. I'm hiring you.

Come with me to Caylus

as my escort.

My wages?

- Your life, a berth and bread.

- Very well, my lord.

Redecorate the right wing

in pink calico.

No, blue - it's a boy!

Hire 2 nurses, farm girls.

A child's laughter -

that's what's missing!

Nevers mustn't reach Caylus.

I want him dead within 2 days.

But, my lord,

killing him isn't enough.

His child will inherit.

As long as Nevers isn't married,

the child is a bastard.

And bastards have no rights.

None!

Tonight we sleep

at my chateau in Lambray.

The Old Man... the Kng...

wanted to marry me

to a fat Flemish princess,

Gertrud van den Bleueken.

I can see his face when he hears!

He thinks I only like boys.

Ever dabbled in sodomy?

Oh, no. No!

Good, my friend. Good night.

I met Blanche a year ago.

At the Prince's Ball.

Ravishing. Gracious.

I never saw Gonzague so smitten.

I beat him to it, naturally.

I love to annoy him.

So, we danced... drank champagne...

I amused her.

The night was splendid.

The groves of Versailles

shook with lovers' sighs.

We added our own to them.

But, tell me, where were you born?

I was found in the ruins

of the Chateau Lagardre.

Then I lived under bridges.

Under bridges?

I would have loved that!

So your parents let you

sleep outdoors?

Now watch ye, one and all!

The Little Parisian is about to fall

Off the bridge into the Seine

Throw him some pennies

for his pains!

When I was 8, I'd dive off the Pont

Neuf to fish for coins thrown to me.

Or I'd curl up

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