Mayeux le bossu Page #3

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to sleep under baskets or hatboxes.

Then, no offense, you were...

An acrobat, my lord. An acrobat.

But not abandoned?

Not lost but found, my lord.

By Cocardasse and Passepoil,

who taught me to fight

and the few other things I know.

Allow me one remark:

Chew with your mouth closed.

But you keep questioning me.

And don't speak

with your mouth full.

That's the rule. Live with it.

My lord...

Have you noticed:

for the past 3 days

you've treated me like a somebody.

Perhaps...

We'll change horses at Escalette

and be in Caylus tomorrow.

My son, the Marquis d'Escalette!

Sounds nice, no?

Superb. Your son is lucky.

I like you, my friend.

How would you like to be noble?

I am empowered

to confer knighthood.

Just plain "Lagardre"

sounds so common.

Kneel! On one knee.

Your Christian name?

I never had one.

Indeed, you lack everything.

Now, the dubbing...

I do dub thee

Chevalier de Lagardre.

- Let's go.

- Wait. It's madness!

Peasants take cattle over it.

One at a time.

The red kerchief! Death...

Ride ahead. I'll hold them off.

- You'll never manage!

- Go on!

Go, my lord!

Very well, but listen!

You know my first attack.

My second makes you invincible.

Attack me.

Parry in seventh, riposte,

envelop in quarte...

beat forearm!

Take blade as you change arm.

Disarm.

To the forehead!

You can't pierce the forehead.

You can.

Right here. You try!

- Blood brothers, Chevalier!

- You've made me immortal!

Immortal!

I can hold off an entire army.

Immortal!

Blanche!

Is your bastard daring to squall?

Yes, father.

I forbid it to open its mouth

under my roof!

But it's a baby...

All the more reason to shut it up!

Shame has no age or excuse.

Your Lordship, someone...

a lord... asks to see you.

I never receive mornings or middays,

and certainly not evenings!

That's what I told him...

Baron...

Blanche...

Sir, even if you were a prince...

But he is a prince! My prince!

Philippe Louis Charles de Villepin,

Duke de Nevers,

Marquis de Lognes,

Viscount de Donzy,

Lord of Soindres,

Dammartin and Buzenval,

do you take as your wife

Blanche Aurore Marie de Caylus?

Yes.

I do.

In the name of Our Lord,

I declare you man and wife.

Oh, my angel...

Your very image.

More like you.

Adorable.

Beddy-bye.

I lost my crown.

My crown of orange blossoms.

I must wear it

when I give myself to you.

Later.

No, it's bad luck.

Find it, please. Go on...

Madame, I am already your slave.

Quick, quick!

The cape!

The child's cape!

- Tell me!

- Later!

We can get out by the moat.

Take the child away.

Let me go!

They're taking our baby!

Save our baby!

This way.

You!

I'd have died 10 times for you.

You need die for me

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