Post by jacques on Dec 17, 2020 23:51:00 GMT
"Francois, all our lives I thought I was the fortunate one. I was the eldest. Papa always favored me in all things. The servants were more deferential to me than to you. Now we learn that Papa is sending you to the most wonderous city on Earth while I must stay behind precisely because I am the elder brother. How is that at all fair? While you drink fine wine I will be drinking provincial swill. While you seduce gorgeous women between silk sheets I will be here rolling in stale hay with an even staler serving wench."
All Francois could do was to sit back and smile the widest smile he had ever smiled. Pierre was absolutely correct, but Francois was beside himself with happiness all the same. Paris! Paris of all places! Francois had thought Papa would send him to Reims to study theology, but Francois had pleaded for Paris; and great mercy was bestowed. Francois had to agree to study theology, but Papa did not stipulate when the lessons had to start. Francois planned to sow some wild oats for a spell, perhaps a decade or so, after all The Church was not going anywhere.
All Francois could do was to sit back and smile the widest smile he had ever smiled. Pierre was absolutely correct, but Francois was beside himself with happiness all the same. Paris! Paris of all places! Francois had thought Papa would send him to Reims to study theology, but Francois had pleaded for Paris; and great mercy was bestowed. Francois had to agree to study theology, but Papa did not stipulate when the lessons had to start. Francois planned to sow some wild oats for a spell, perhaps a decade or so, after all The Church was not going anywhere.