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And
he
moved
out
of
the
way
to
let
the
mercer
pass
.
The
latter
obeyed
without
reply
,
and
entered
the
chamber
,
where
he
appeared
to
be
expected
.
It
was
a
large
cabinet
,
close
and
stifling
,
with
the
walls
furnished
with
arms
offensive
and
defensive
,
and
in
which
there
was
already
a
fire
,
although
it
was
scarcely
the
end
of
the
month
of
September
.
A
square
table
,
covered
with
books
and
papers
,
upon
which
was
unrolled
an
immense
plan
of
the
city
of
La
Rochelle
,
occupied
the
center
of
the
room
.
Standing
before
the
chimney
was
a
man
of
middle
height
,
of
a
haughty
,
proud
mien
;
with
piercing
eyes
,
a
large
brow
,
and
a
thin
face
,
which
was
made
still
longer
by
a
ROYAL
(
or
IMPERIAL
,
as
it
is
now
called
)
,
surmounted
by
a
pair
of
mustaches
.
Although
this
man
was
scarcely
thirty-six
or
thirty-seven
years
of
age
,
hair
,
mustaches
,
and
royal
,
all
began
to
be
gray
.
This
man
,
except
a
sword
,
had
all
the
appearance
of
a
soldier
;
and
his
buff
boots
still
slightly
covered
with
dust
,
indicated
that
he
had
been
on
horseback
in
the
course
of
the
day
.
This
man
was
Armand
Jean
Duplessis
,
Cardinal
de
Richelieu
;
not
such
as
he
is
now
represented
--
broken
down
like
an
old
man
,
suffering
like
a
martyr
,
his
body
bent
,
his
voice
failing
,
buried
in
a
large
armchair
as
in
an
anticipated
tomb
;
no
longer
living
but
by
the
strength
of
his
genius
,
and
no
longer
maintaining
the
struggle
with
Europe
but
by
the
eternal
application
of
his
thoughts
--
but
such
as
he
really
was
at
this
period
;
that
is
to
say
,
an
active
and
gallant
cavalier
,
already
weak
of
body
,
but
sustained
by
that
moral
power
which
made
of
him
one
of
the
most
extraordinary
men
that
ever
lived
,
preparing
,
after
having
supported
the
Duc
de
Nevers
in
his
duchy
of
Mantua
,
after
having
taken
Nimes
,
Castres
,
and
Uzes
,
to
drive
the
English
from
the
Isle
of
Re
and
lay
siege
to
La
Rochelle
.
At
first
sight
,
nothing
denoted
the
cardinal
;
and
it
was
impossible
for
those
who
did
not
know
his
face
to
guess
in
whose
presence
they
were
.
The
poor
mercer
remained
standing
at
the
door
,
while
the
eyes
of
the
personage
we
have
just
described
were
fixed
upon
him
,
and
appeared
to
wish
to
penetrate
even
into
the
depths
of
the
past
.
"
Is
this
that
Bonacieux
?
"
asked
he
,
after
a
moment
of
silence
.
"
Yes
,
monseigneur
,
"
replied
the
officer
.
"
That
's
well
.
Give
me
those
papers
,
and
leave
us
.
"
The
officer
took
from
the
table
the
papers
pointed
out
,
gave
them
to
him
who
asked
for
them
,
bowed
to
the
ground
,
and
retired
.
