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I thought he had not recognised me , and shut myself up in a room with my servant Guillart , where I remained on my guard , intending to shift my quarters at nightfall . I did not do so , however , for the perfect indifference shown by the count and his servants made me confident that they had not recognised me . I supped in my room , locked the door , looked to my sword , commended myself to God , but would not lie down . `` My servant lay asleep , and I sat on a chair between asleep and awake ; but a little after midnight , I was near put to sleep for eternity by four pistol shots fired at me , as I afterwards learned , by the count and his servants . They left me for dead , and their horses being in readiness , they rode off , telling the innkeeper to bury me suitably , for I was a man of quality . My servant , awaking in terror at the noise , leaped out of a window , and ran away in such mortal fear , that it seems he never stopped till he got to London , for it was he brought the news of my death . `` The people of the inn came up and found I had been struck by four balls and several slugs , but none of the wounds in any vital part .