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　　〃Well；　shall　I　send　for　some　breakfast　here？〃
　　〃No；　my　lord；　I　must　tell　you　that　the　confectioner　who　lived　opposite　the　castle　　Daddy　Marteau；　as　they　called　him　　〃
　　〃Well？〃
　　〃Well；　he　sold　his　business　a　week　ago　to　a　confectioner　from　Paris；　an　invalid；　ordered　country　air　for　his　health。〃
　　〃Well；　what　have　I　to　do　with　that？〃
　　〃Why；　good　Lord！　this　man；　your　highness；　when　he　saw　me　stop　before　his　shop；　where　he　has　a　display　of　things　which　would　make　your　mouth　water；　my　lord；　asked　me　to　get　him　the　custom　of　the　prisoners　in　the　donjon。　‘I　bought；'　said　he；　‘the　business　of　my　predecessor　on　the　strength　of　his　assurance　that　he　supplied　the　castle；　whereas；　on　my　honor；　Monsieur　de　Chavigny；　though　I've　been　here　a　week；　has　not　ordered　so　much　as　a　tartlet。'　‘But；'　I　then　replied；
　　‘probably　Monsieur　de　Chavigny　is　afraid　your　pastry　is　not　good。'　‘My　pastry　not　good！　Well；　Monsieur　La　Ramee；　you　shall　judge　of　it　yourself　and　at　once。'　‘I　cannot；'　I　replied；　‘it　is　absolutely　necessary　for　me　to　return　to　the　chateau。'　‘Very　well；'　said　he；　‘go　and　attend　to　your　affairs；　since　you　seem　to　be　in　a　hurry；　but　e　back　in　half　an　hour。'　‘In　half　an　hour？'　‘Yes；　have　you　breakfasted？'　‘Faith；　no。'　‘Well；　here　is　a　pate　that　will　be　ready　for　you；　with　a　bottle　of　old　Burgundy。'　So；　you　see；　my　lord；　since　I　am　hungry；　I　would；　with　your　highness's　leave　　〃　And　La　Ramee　bent　low。
　　〃Go；　then；　animal；〃　said　the　duke；　〃but　remember；　I　only　allow　you　half　an　hour。〃
　　〃May　I　promise　your　custom　to　the　successor　of　Father　Marteau；　my　lord？〃
　　〃Yes；　if　he　does　not　put　mushrooms　in　his　pies；　thou　knowest　that　mushrooms　from　the　wood　of　Vincennes　are　fatal　to　my　family。〃
　　La　Ramee　went　out；　but　in　five　minutes　one　of　the　officers　of　the　guard　entered　in　pliance　with　the　strict　orders　of　the　cardinal　that　the　prisoner　should　never　be　left　alone　a　moment。
　　But　during　these　five　minutes　the　duke　had　had　time　to　read　again　the　note　from　Madame　de　Montbazon；　which　proved　to　the　prisoner　that　his　friends　were　concerting　plans　for　his　deliverance；　but　in　what　way　he　knew　not。
　　But　his　confidence　in　Grimaud；　whose　petty　persecutions　he　now　perceived　were　only　a　blind；　increased；　and　he　conceived　the　highest　opinion　of　his　intellect　and　resolved　to　trust　entirely　to　his　guidance。
　　In　which　the　Contents　of　the　Pates　made　by　the　Successor　of　Father　Marteau　are　described
　　In　half　an　hour　La　Ramee　returned；　full　of　glee；　like　most　men　who　have　eaten；　and　more　especially　drank　to　their　heart's　content。　The　pates　were　excellent；　the　wine　delicious。
　　The　weather　was　fine　and　the　game　at　tennis　took　place　in　the　open　air。
　　At　two　o'clock　the　tennis　balls　began；　according　to　Grimaud's　directions；　to　take　the　direction　of　the　moat；　much　to　the　joy　of　La　Ramee；　who　marked　fifteen　whenever　the　duke　sent　a　ball　into　the　moat；　and　very　soon　balls　were　wanting；　so　many　had　gone　over。　La　Ramee　then　proposed　to　send　some　one　to　pick　them　up；　but　the　duke　remarked　that　it　would　be　losing　time；　and　going　near　the　rampart　himself　and　looking　over；　he　saw　a　man　working　in　one　of　the　numerous　little　gardens　cleared　out　by　the　peasants　on　the　opposite　side　of　the　moat。
　　〃Hey；　friend！〃　cried　the　duke。
　　The　man　raised　his　head　and　the　duke　was　about　to　utter　a　cry　of　surprise。　The　peasant；　the　gardener；　was　Rochefort；　whom　he　believed　to　be　in　the　Bastile。
　　〃Well？　Who's　up　there？〃　said　the　man。
　　〃Be　so　good　as　to　collect　and　throw　us　back　our　balls；〃　said　the　duke。
　　The　gardener　nodded　and　began　to　fling　up　the　balls；　which　were　picked　up　by　La　Ramee　and　the　guard。　One；　however；　fell　at　the　duke's　feet；　and　seeing　that　it　was　intended　for　him；　he　put　it　into　his　pocket。
　　La　Ramee　was　in　ecstasies　at　having　beaten　a　prince　of　the　blood。
　　The　duke　went　indoors　and　retired　to　bed；　where　he　spent；　indeed；　the　greater　part　of　every　day；　as　they　had　taken　his　books　away。　La　Ramee　carried　off　all　his　clothes；　in　order　to　be　certain　that　the　duke　would　not　stir。　However；　the　duke　contrived　to　hide　the　ball　under　his　bolster　and　as　soon　as　the　door　was　closed　he　tore　off　the　cover　of　the　ball　with　his　teeth　and　found　underneath　the　following　letter：
　　My　Lord；　　Your　friends　are　watching　over　you　and　the　hour　of　your　deliverance　is　at　hand。　Ask　day　after　to…morrow　to　have　a　pie　supplied　you　by　the　new　confectioner　opposite　the　castle；　and　who　is　no　other　than　Noirmont；　your　former　maitre　d'hotel。　Do　not　open　the　pie　till　you　are　alone。　I　hope　you　will　be　satisfied　with　its　contents。
　　〃Your　highness's　most　devoted　servant；
　　〃In　the　Bastile；　as　elsewhere；
　　〃te　de　Rochefort。
　　The　duke；　who　had　latterly　been　allowed　a　fire；　burned　the　letter；　but　kept　the　ball；　and　went　to　bed；　hiding　the　ball　under　his　bolster。　La　Ramee　entered；　he　smiled　kindly　on　the　prisoner；　for　he　was　an　excellent　man　and　had　taken　a　great　liking　for　the　captive　prince。　He　endeavored　to　cheer　him　up　in　his　solitude。
　　〃Ah；　my　friend！〃　cried　the　duke；　〃you　are　so　good；　if　I　could　but　do　as　you　do；　and　eat　pates　and　drink　Burgundy　at　the　house　of　Father　Marteau's　successor。〃
　　〃'Tis　true；　my　lord；〃　answered　La　Ramee；　〃that　his　pates　are　famous　and　his　wine　magnificent。〃
　　〃In　any　case；〃　said　the　duke；　〃his　cellar　and　kitchen　might　easily　excel　those　of　Monsieur　de　Chavigny。〃
　　〃Well；　my　lord；〃　said　La　Ramee；　falling　into　the　trap；　〃what　is　there　to　prevent　your　trying　them？　Besides；　I　have　promised　him　your　patronage。〃
　　〃You　are　right；〃　said　the　duke。　〃If　I　am　to　remain　here　permanently；　as　Monsieur　Mazarin　has　kindly　given　me　to　understand；　I　must　provide　myself　with　a　diversion　for　my　old　age；　I　must　turn　gourmand。〃
　　〃My　lord；〃　said　La　Ramee；　〃if　you　will　take　a　bit　of　good　advice；　don't　put　that　off　till　you　are　old。〃
　　〃Good！〃　said　the　Duc　de　Beaufort　to　himself；　〃every　man　in　order　that　he　may　lose　his　heart　and　soul；　must　receive　from　celestial　bounty　one　of　the　seven　capital　sins；　perhaps　two；　it　seems　that　Master　La　Ramee's　is　gluttony。　Let　us　then　take　advantage　of　it。〃　Then；　aloud：
　　〃Well；　my　dear　La　Ramee！　the　day　after　to…morrow　is　a　holiday。〃
　　〃Yes；　my　lord　　Pentecost。〃
　　〃Will　you　give　me　a　lesson　the　day　after　to…morrow？〃
　　〃In　what？〃
　　〃In　gastronomy？〃
　　〃Willingly；　my　lord。〃
　　〃But　tete…a…tete。　Send　the　guards　to　take　their　meal　in　the　canteen　of　Monsieur　de　Chavigny；　we'll　have　a　supper　here　under　your　direction。〃
　　〃Hum！〃　said　La　Ramee。
　　The　proposal　was　seductive；　but　La　Ramee　was　an　old　stager；　acquainted　with　all　the　traps　a　prisoner　was　likely　to　set。　Monsieur　de　Beaufort　had　said　that　he　had　forty　ways　of　getting　out　of　prison。　Did　this　proposed　breakfast　cover　some　stratagem？　He　reflected；　but　he　remembered　that　he　himself　would　have　charge　of　the　food　and　the　wine　and　therefore　that　no　powder　could　be　mixed　with　the　food；　no　drug　with　the　wine。　As　to　getting　him　drunk；　the　duke　couldn't　hope　to　do　that；　and　he　laughed　at　the　mere　thought　of　it。　Then　an　idea　came　to　him　which　harmonized　everything。
　　The　duke　had　followed　with　anxiety　La　Ramee's　unspoken　soliloquy；　reading　it　from　point　to　point　upon　his　face。　But　presently　the　exempt's　face　suddenly　brightened。
　　〃Well；〃　he　asked；　〃that　will　do；　will　it　not？〃
　　〃Yes；　my　lord；　on　one　condition。〃
　　〃What？〃
　　〃That　Grimaud　shall　wait　on　us　at　table。〃
　　Nothing　could　be　more　agreeable　to　the　duke；　however；　he　had　presence　of　mind　enough　to　exclaim：
　　〃To　the　devil　with　your　Grimaud！　He　will　spoil　the　feast。〃
　　〃I　will　direct　him　to　stand　behind　your　chair；　and　since　he　doesn't　speak；　your　highness　will　neither　see　nor　hear　him　and　with　a　little　effort　can　imagine　him　a　hundred　miles　away。〃
　　〃Do　you　know；　my　friend；　I　find　one　thing　very　evident　in　all　this；　you　distrust　me。〃
　　〃My　lord；　the　day　after　to…morrow　is　Pentecost。〃
　　〃Well；　what　is　Pentecost　to　me？　Are　you　afraid　that　the　Holy　Spirit　will　e　as　a　tongue　of　fire　to　open　the　doors　of　my　prison？〃
　　〃No；　my　lord；　but　I　have　already　told　you　what　that　damned　magician　predicted。〃
　　〃And　what　was　it？〃
　　〃That　the　day　of　Pentecost　would　not　pass　without　your　highness　being　out　of　Vince