There was nothing but felicitations, pressures of the hand, and embraces; there was no end to the inextinguishable laughter at the Rochellais. The tumult at length became so great that the cardinal fancied there must be some riot, and sent La Houdiniere, his captain of the Guards, to inquire what was going on.
Aquello eran felicitaciones, apretones de manos, abrazos que no terminaban, risas inextinguibles a propósito de los rochelleses; finalmente, un tumulto tan grande que el señor cardenal creyó que había motín y envió a La Houdinière, su capitán de los guardias, a informarse de o que pasaba.