Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 31, Number 327, 25 December 1906 — Page 7

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:FUCEES

By A. CONAN DOYLE. Author of "The Return of Sherlock Holtaes

COPYRIGHT. 150J. BY i 4 "Xo, no; it wns only that It -w as the I hour at which I bad intended to rebuke the conduct of a presumptuous person, i But perhaps it is better as It is. My absence will In itself convey my mesluage and iu such a sort that I trust I I may never ee that person's face more I at ray court. I5ut. ah, what is this?"' 5 The door had been fiim? open, and Mme. de Montespau, beautiful and furilons, was standing bcfore them. OlAiTKR VII. VINTENOX was a : rrll woman win 'Jl 1L of self rest ho was always full traint and of cool a. . . - 1111 I w I . . f I . " of greeting the advanced with outstretched band, "j "This is Indeed a pleasure," said she. 'j Hut Mme. de Montespan was very 'angry, so angry that the was evidently "making strong efforts to keep herself 'within control and to avoid breaking rnto a furious outburst. She disregarded her rival's outstretched hand Snd turned toward the king, who had jeen looking at her with a darkening tfaoe. 1 "I fear that I Intrude, sire." a "Your entrance, madame, Is certainly Somewhat abrupt." ' "I must crave pardon If It Is so. "Since this lady has been the governess Sf my children I have been in the habIjt of coming into her ' lounced." room unan"As far, as I am concerned, you are j noMt welcome to do so," said her rival, with perfect composure. C "I confess that I had not even thought tt necessary to ask your permission, '"lcadame," the other answered coldly. o "Then you shall certainly do so In 1 he future, madame," said the king 4 , v 1 Mli I , ternly. "It Is my express order to : ou that everv nnsslhle resneet la tn i e shown in every way to this lady." 4 1 "Oh, to this lady!" with a wave of er hand In her direction. "Your majv'Vty's commands are of course our ; iws. But I must remember that it this lady, for sometimes one may et confused as to which name it l. Ojat your majesty has picked out for 'tenor." She was superb in her pride aud he I tioarlessnosK as she stooil. with he. Imarkling blue eye and her beavlnlusom, looking diwn upon her royal (i-ver. Angry ns he was. his gaze lost Smething of its sternuess as it resleJ Sou her round full throat and lh? licate lines of her shapely shoulders. 'There is nothing to be gained, niagkmc, by being indolent." said he. ( Truth Is alwuya mistaken for Inofice. Hire, nt the court of France." J"Yot forgot yo-.nvelf. mf.ilamo. 1 g that you will leave tue rm." must t!rst remind your majesty at ' 1 was so f;ir honored as to have i appointment this afternoon. At I i"'lo'k I had your rjy.il p.mtee tint j'4u would coni to me. I eanmt doubt Jtxt your majesty will keep that pron:In Kpite of the fascinations which 'iiu may find here."t '1 should have come, madame, but p flock, a you may observe, 1.- hair 1 boar slow, nml the time had pas.se J fore I was a warp of it." jfl teg. sire, that you will not lot $t distress you. I n:n reluming to clinniber. r?:id 5 o'clocl; will suit . as well us 4." " J' 1 1 thruilc you. madame. but I have 0 found Hum interview so p'aant j-lt I should S(.vk another."" ir.pii jo-ir u.njsiy . win ureal your B.ho!e Foot Nothing But f roud Flesh rv Tried Different Physicians and 6f AIl Kinds of Ointments Could ' Walk Only With Crushes-Ohio man days : vCUTICURA REM DIES EARTH " I! THE BEST ON 4 I "In the jcar 1899 thd side of my ; ,ht foot was cut off fim the little 3et f wv 11 lo ine neel' an(i he physician f ' JjC whoha charge of me i. iMn was trv-ng to sew up ij i the sid of mv foot. but with no success. When He found out that wouldn't work, he beg in trying to healthc wound with all kind: of ointment, Jilt il at ast my whole foot at d way up above i vr calx was nothing but proud flesh. I snffr.t nn. 0-t I agonies for fouA yea, and tried r erent pri3-sicians any all Rinds of omtits. I could walk onty with crutches. K- s sixteen months aea sirtee I beran iLi' ig.Cuticura Soap andNOfcitment for ve uniD ana loot. Te first two : iths the Cuticura Remedies did not I n tO Work, but I tent on ll-ainir thorn re 3. In two weeks afterward I iw a 1 pge in my limb. Then I began using icura soap ana umtment often dur3I, th riav ansl Iront i r.-. ... hril'iths. when my limb was healed tin XV the same &s if I never had trouble. Egf' It is eight months now since I w pea using Cuticura Remedies, the on vjou a tar in. i am wording t he present dav. after five ver e.ufTerinc. The cost of Cuticura. P01 ment and Soap was onlv ITL1 the doctors' bills were more liko IW'K You can publish my name and laif " any one to write to me about t " an f :ura nit Remedies. I will answer all nef rs ii postage is enciosea. jonn ai. m m m ot ion ' ! EttJ md Tntnrft! Tftmert tar trrrf , from I'lmplw to Hcmfula, frmi lifnct A. Inf o Cutk-urs Soap. Uc., ointment, RrU c ( in form ot Coatd Fi.i. Sir. prr rial ny b htd ot mil drugf 11. A nnftm wt tun. pg Cbm. Corp, Pt"o- Buiton.

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HARPER BROTHERS "Silence, madame! ThU Is intolerabler' "It Is Indeed Intolerable!" cried the angry lady, throwing all discretion to the winds. "Oh. I am not afraid of you. sire. I have loved you. but I have never feared you. I leave you here. I leave you with your conscience and your your lady confessor. But one word of truth you shall hear before I go. You have been false to your wife, and you have been false to your mistress, but it is only now that I find that you can be false also to your word." She swept bim an indignant courtesy and glided with head erect out of the room. The king sprang from his chair as If he had been stung. Accustomed as he was to bis gentle little wife and the even gentler La Valliere. such language as this bad never before intruded Itself upon the royal ears. And then his whole soul rose up In anger at her, at the woman who had dared to raise her voice against bim. He gave an inarticulate cry of rage and rushed to the door. "Sire!" Mme. de Malntenon, who had watched keenly the swift play of his emotions over his expressive face. took two quick steps forward and laid her band upon his arm. "I will go after her." "And why, sire?" "To forbid her the court "But. sire" "You heard ber! It is Infamous! I shall go." "But. tiire. could you not write?" "No, no; I shall see her." lie pulled open the door. "Ob, sire, be firm, then!" It was with an anxious face that she watched him start off. walking rapidly, with angry gestures, down the corridor. Then she turned back and, dropping upon her knees on the prie-dieu, bowed ber head In prayer for the king, for herself and for France. De Catinat, the guardsman, bad employed himself in showing his young ! friend from over the water all the wonders of the great palace. De Catinat had arranged that the American should remain with his friend Major de Brlssac, as the time had come round for his own second turn of guard. He had bard!y stationed himself In the corridor when he was astonished to see the king, without escort or attendants, walking swiftly down the passage. His delicate face was disfigured with anger, and his moidh was set grimly, like that of a man who had taken a momentous resolution. "Officer of the guard." said he shoit lj"Yes. sire.'"I wish your assistance." "I am at your command, sire." "Is there a subaltern hero?" "Lieutenant de la Tremouille is at the side guard." "Very well. You will place bim In command. You will yourself go to the apartment of M. de Vlvonne. If he Is not there you must go and seek him. Wherever he Is, you most find bim within the hour." "Yes, aire." "You will give him an order from me. At G o'clock he is to bm In his carriage at the cast gate of the palace. Hi3 sister, Mme. de Montespan, will await him there, and he Is charged by me to drive her to the chateau of Tetit Bourg. You will tell him that he Is an swerable to me for her arrival there." "Yes. sire." De Catinat raised his sword in salute and started upon bis mission. The kin passed on down the corrl - dor and opened a door which led him Into a magnificent anteroom, all one blaze of mirrors and gold, furnished to a marvel with the mot delicate ebony and silver suit, on a deep red carpet of Aleppo, as soft and yielding a the mosJ of a forest. Without knocking, be opened the door farther, and passed on into the i passed lady's boudoir. It was a large and lofty room, very different from that from which he had ' i w i'l )'i in ill hi 'tll it ovr forever between us." he cried harshly. Jnst come. Three long windows from ceiling to floor took up one side, and through the delicate pink tinted Blinds the evening sun cast a subdued and dainty light. At the farther side, prone upon . an ottoman, ber face buried In the cushion, ber beautiful wnue arms thrown oTer it. the rich cons of ber brown hair hang ng in dis order across the long curve of ber Ivory neck, lay, like a drooping flower, the woman whom he had come to discard. .

At the sound of the closing door

had glanced uu. and then, at sizht of the king, she sprang to her feet and ran toward him br l.ni.u ,ui hoiblue eyea bedimmed with tears. "Ah, sire," she cried, with a pretty little sunburst of joy through her tears, "then I have wronged you! 1 have wronged you cruelly: But you have come after me t tell me that you have forgiven inel" She put ber arms forward Mith the trusting air of a pretty child who claims an embrace as her due, but the king stepped swiftly back from, her. "All is over forever between us," he cried harshly. "Your brother will await you at the east gate at G o'clock, and it is my command that you wait there until j-ou receive my further orders." She staggered back as if he bad struck her. "Leave you!" she cried. "You must leave the court." "The court! Aye, willingly; this instant! But you! Ah. sire, you ask what Is impossible." "I do not ask. madame: I order. Since you have learned to abuse your position, your presence has become intolerable. The united kings of Europe have never dared to speak to me as yon have spoken today. Such things are not done twice, madame. You see j-our mistake now. At 0 o'clock you leave Versailles forever." His eyes flashed and his small upright figure seemed to swell in the violence of his Indignation, while she leaned away from him, one hand across ber eyes. "Oh, I have been wicked V she cried."I know it; I know it! How could I speak to you so! How could I! Oh. that some blight may come upon this unhappy tongue! I, who have had nothing but good from you! I to insult you. who are the author of all my happiness! Oh, sire, forgive me, forgive me; for pity's sake forgive me!" j Louis was by nature a kind hearted man. His feelings were touched, and his pride also was flattered by the abasement of this beautiful and haughty woman. His face softened somewhat in Its expression as he glanced at her, but be shoo'c his head, and bis voice was as firm as ever as he answered. "It Is useless, madame," said he. "I have thought this matter over for a long time, and your madness today has only hurried what must In any case have taken place. You must leave the palace." "I will leave the palace. Say only that you forgive me. Oh, sire, I cannot bear your anger. It crushes me down. I am not strong enough. It Is not bar Ishment, it is death to which you sen tence me. Think of our long years of love, sire, and say that you forgive me. Oh, will you not give your anger up for mine? My God. be weeps! Oh, 1 am saved; I am saved!" "No, no. madame," cried the king, dashing his hand across his eyes. "You see the weakness of the man, but you shall also see the firmness of the king. As to your Insults today. I forgive them freely. If that will make, you more happy in your retirement. But a time has come when itf is necessary to review our past lie and to prepare for that which is to come." "Ah, sire, you pain me. You are not yet in the prime of your years, and you speak as If old ace were upon you. In a 6core of years from now it may bo time for follis to say that age has made a change In your life." The kiug winced. "Who say so?" be cried angrily. "Oh, sire, it slipped from me unawares. Think no more of It. Nobody eays so. Nobody. "You are hiding something from me. Who is it who says this?" "Oh. sirs, it was but foolish court gossip, all unworthy of your attention. To me. sire, you are as pleasing and as gracious as when you first won the heart of Mile. Tonnay-Charente." The king smiled as he looked at the beautiful woman before bim. "In very truth," said he, "I can say that there has been no such great changes in Mile. Tonnay-Charente either. But still It is best that we should part, Francoise." "You have but to name the place, sire Petit Bourg, Chargny or my ow;i ! uveni or m. Josepn m ine auoourg ' St- Germain. What matter where the flwer withers when once the sun has .forever turned from it? At least the Past ,s my own- and 1 sha live in tbo remembrance of the days when none had com3 between us and when your 8weet love v-'as all my own. Be happy. , sirc be baP?r. aid think no more of Tvnat 1 saia txmt tne roousii gossip of the court, lour life lies In the future. Mine is in the past. Adieu, dear 8,re aajpu- he threw forward her arms, her eyes dimmed over, and she would have fallen had Louis not sprung forward and caught her In his arms. Her beautiful head drooped upon his shoulder, her breath was warm upon his cheek, a id the subtle scent of her hair was in his nostrils. Her broad white throat was thrown back, her eyes almost closed, ber lips Just parted enough to show the line of pearly teeth, her beautiful face not three inches from his own. And then suddenly the eyelids quivered, and the great bine eyeV looked up at him lovingly, appealingly. half deprecating, half challenging, her whole soul In a glance. Did be move? Or was it she? Who could tell? But their lips had met in a Ion kitttt and than in onnthnr ana pians ana resolutions were streamIng away from Louis like autumn ; leaves in the west wind. "Then I am not to go! You would not have the heart to send me away, would you?" "No. no; but you mast not annoy me. Francoise." "I had rather die than cause you an instant of grief. Oh. sire, I have seen so little of you lately! And I love you so! It has maddened me. And then that dreadful woman" "Who. then?" "Oh, I must nt speak against her. I will be civil for your sake even to her. the wid;vw- nf oi.i Yes. ves. von must be-civil." I ran. not hare unpleasantness." "But you will stay with me. sire?" Her supple arms coiled themselves round his neck. Then she held him for an Instant at arm's length to feast her eyea upon hi face, and then drew bim once more toward her. "You will not laave me, dear sire. It Is so long since you have been here. "I will stay." said be. "And that carriage, dear sire, at the east door?" . "I have been very harsh with you, Francoise. .You will forgive me. Have

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"They are h table. I have r sire, upon the sido :i note which, if I ! may leave vou for an Instant. I will write in the anteroom." j She swept out with triumph iu her ' eyea. It had been a terrible fight, but all the greater the credit of ber victory. Shii to!jk a little pink slip tf paper from an inlaid desk and dashed on a lew worus upon it. iney were, "Should Mme. de Matuteuon have any message for his majesty he will be for the next few hours in the room of Mme. de Moutespan." This she addressed to her rival, and it was sent on the spot, together with the king's order, by the hands of a page CHAPTER VIII. If OB nearly week the king was constant to his new humor. The routine of his life remained unchanged, save that it was the room of the frail beauty rather than of j Mme. de Mainteuon which attracted ! him in the afternoon. And in sympathy with this sudden relapse into hi j old life his coats lost something of their somber hue." His walk was brisker, and he gave a youthful flourish t his cane as a defiance to those who had seen in bis reformation the first symptoms of age. And as the king brightened, so all the great court brightened too. Tbe salons began to resume their former splendor, and gay coats and glittering embroidery which had lain in drawers for years were seen once more In the halls of the palace. The Montespan anteroom was crowded every morning with men and women who had ome suit to be urged, while her rival's chambers were as deserted as they i had been before the king first turned a gracious look upon her. Faces which j had been long banished from the court began to reappear In the corridors and gardens unchecked and unrebuked, while the black cassock of the Jesuit and the purple soutane of the bishop were less frequent colors in the royal circle. But the church party was never seriously alarmed at this relapse. Tbe grave eyes of priest or of prelate followed Louis In his escapade as wary huntsmen might watch a young deer which gambols about In the meadow under the impression that it is masterless when every gap and patn is netted and it Is in truth as much in their hands as though It were lying bound before them. They waited, therefore, and they silently planned how the prodigal might best be dealt with on his return. To this end it was that his confessor. Pere la Chaise, and Bossuet, the great bishop of Meaux. waited one morning upon Mme. de Malntenon in ber cham- ' ber. With a globe beside her, she was endeavoring to teach geography to the lame Due du Maine and the mischie vous little Comte de Toulouse, who bad enough of their father's disposition to make them averse to learning and of their mother's to cause them to hate" any discipline or restraint. Mme. de Malntenon dismissed her two pupils and received the ecclesiastics with the mixture of affection and respect which was due to those who were not only personal friends, but great lights of the Gallican church. The last few days had cast a pallor over her face which spiritualized and refined the features, but she wore un- i Impaired ber expression of 6weet se-t renity. "I see, my dear daughter, that you have sorrowed," said Bossuet, glancing I at ber with a kindly and yet searching eye. "I have Indeed, your grace. All last night I spent in prayer that this trial may pass away from us." "And yet you have no need for fear, madame none, I assure you. Others may think that your Influence has ceased, but we, who know the king's heart, think otherwise. A few days may pass, a few weeks at tbe most, and once more it will be upon your rising fortunes that every eye In France will turn." The lady's brow clouded, and she glanced at the prelate as though his speech were not altogether to her taste. I trust that pride does not lead me astray." she said. "But If I can read my own soul aright there Is no thought of myself in the grief which now tears my heart. It is for the king I grieve, ! for the noble ' eart, the kindly soul, which might rise so high and which Is dragged so low." "For all that, my daughter, you are ambitious. Would you not love to turn the king toward good?" "I would give my life for it." "And . there is your ambition. . Ah. can I not read your noble soul? Would you not love t see the church reign pure ana serene over all this realm, to see the poor housed, the needy helped, the wicked turned from their ways and the king ever the leader in all that is noble and good?" Her cheeks had flushed, and her eyes shone as she looked at the gray face '

or uie Jesuit ana saw the picture Her life's future was now being setwhlch his words had conjured up be- j tied for her, and she was powerless to

lore uer. "My daughter," said Bossuet solemnly, "it is time for plain speaking. It is in the interests of the church that we do It. None hear and none shall ever hear what passes between us now. Regard us, If you will, as two confessors, with whom your secret is inviolable. I call it a secret, and yet it is none to us, for It is our mission to read the human heart. You love the king." "Your grace father!" She turned in confusion from one to the other. "There is no shame in loving, my daughter. The shame lies only In yielding to love. I say again that you love the king." At least I have never told him so," she faltered. "And will you never?" "May heaven wither my tongue first!" "But consider, my daughter. . Such love In a soul like yours is heaven's gift and sent for some wise purpose. We speak for 'the Interests of the holy church, and those interests demand that you should marry the king." "Marry the king!" The little room swam round her. "Marry the king!" "There lies the best hope for the future. We see in you a second Jeanne d'Arc who will save both France and France's king." Madame sat silent for a few momenta. Her face h.iri regained tr mm. posure. and her eyes were bent tacantly upon her tapestry frame she I turned over in her mind all that was xnvoivea tn the suggestion. j "But surely surely this could never be." sha said at last "What kiri of 1

France has married a subject 'i See

how every priucess of Europe stretches out her hand to him. The queen of France must be of queenly blood, even as the last was." "All this may be overcome." "And then there are the reasons of state. If the king marry. It should be to form a powerful alliance, to c-e-nient a friendship with a neighbor u.ition or to gain some province which may be the bride's down. What I S my dowry? A widow's tension and a , workbox." "Your dowry, my daughter, would be those gifts of bodv and of mind with which luven has endowed you. The kiug has money enough and the king has provinces enough. As to the state, how can the state be better served than by the assurance that the king will be saved In future from such sights as are to be seen in this palace today?" , "Oh. if It could be so! But think, father; think of those about him the dauphin, monsieur his brother, his i ministers. You know how little this would please them and how easy It Is for them to sway his mind." The faces of the two ecclesiastics who had dismissed her other objections with a smile and a wave clouded over at this. j "My daughter," said the Jesuit gravely, "that Is a matter which you may leave to the church. It may be that we. too. have some power over the king's mind and that we may lead him in the right path, even though those of his own blood would fain have it otherwise. The future only can show with whom the power lies. But you? Love and duty both draw jou one way j now, and ths church may count upon you and you upon the church. It will serve you if you in turn will but serve it" "What higher wish could I haver "You will be our daughter, our queen, our champion, and you will heal the wounds of the suffering church. The Huguenots must go. They must be driven forth. The goats must be divided from the sheep. The king is already in two minds. Louvois is our friend now. If you are with us, then all will be well." "But, father, think how many there are! And think, too, ef their sufferings should they be driven forth!" "Their cure lies In their own hands." "That is true. And yet my heart softens for them." Pere la Chaise and the bishop shook their heads. 0 "You would befriend God's enemies, then?" "No, no; not if they are Indeed so." "Can you doubt it? Is it possible that your heart still turns toward the heresy of your youth?" "No, father; but It is not in nature to forget that my father and my grandfather" "Nay; they have answered for their own sins. Is It possible that the church has been mistaken in you? Do you, then, refuse the first favor which she asks of you? You would accept her aid, and yet you would- give none in return." Mme. de Maintenon rose with the air of one who has made her resolution. "You are wiser than I," said she, "and to you have been committed the interests of the church. I will do what you ndvise." "l'ou promise it?" "I do." Her two visitors threw up their hands together. "It Is a blessed day," they cried, "and generations yet unborn wiil learn to deem it so." She sat half stunned by the prospect which was opening out In front of her. Ambitious she had, as the Jesuit had surmised, always been ambitious for the power which would enable her to leave the world better than she found It. But close at tbe heels of her joy there came a sudden revulsion to doubt and despondency. Was not all this fine prospect a mere day dream? And how could these men be so sure that they held the king In the hollow of their hand? Tbe Jesuit read the fears which dulled the sparkle of her eyes, and answered her thoughts. "The church redeems its pledges swiftly." said he. "And you, my daughter, you must be as prompt when your own turn comes." "I have promised, father." Then it is for us to perform. You will remain in your room all evening." Yes, father. "The king already hesitates. I spoke with him this morning, and his mind was full of blackness and despair, nis better self turns in disgust from his sins. I have to see and speak with himonce more, and I go from your room to bis. And when I have spoken he will come from his room to yours, or I have studied his heart for twenty years In vain." They bowed low to her, both together, and left her to ber thoughts. An hour passed, and then a second one, as she sat in her fauteuil, her tapestry before her. but ber hands listless upon her lap. waiting for her fate. "Marry the kinQlturn in one way or the other.. Day. light turned to tbe pearly light of evening, and that again to dusk, but she still sat waiting in the shadow. At last, bftwerar. there cub, a cuick.

sharp tread, crisp ana autaomntivr.

which brought ber to her feet with flushed cheeks and her heart beating ; wildly.. The door opened, and she saw j outlined against the gray light of the outer passage the erect and graceful figure of the king, i "Sire, one Instant and mademoiselle j will light the lamp." j "Do not call her." He entered aud closed the door behind him. "Francoise. the dusk Is welcome to me because it screens me from the reproaches which must lie in your glance even If your tongue be too kindly to utter them." "Keproache. sire! Cod forbid that I should utter them!" "When I last left you. Franeole. it was with a good resolution In my mind. I tried to carry It out. and I failed I failed. I remcniler that you warned ire. Fool that I was not to follow your advice!" "We are all weak and mortal, sire. Who has not fallen? Nay, sire, it goes to my heart to see you thus." TTe was stanaing by the fireplace, hts face buried in his hands, and she could te!l by the catch of his breath that he was weeping. "I cannot do without you. Francoise!" he cried. "I am the loneliest man in all this world, like one who lives on a great mountain peak, with none to bear him company. Who have I for a friend? Whom can I rely upon? Some are for the church; some are for their families; most are for themselves. But who of them all is single minded? You are my better self. Francoise. You are my guardian angel. What the good father says is true, and the nearer I am to you the farther am I from all that is evil. Tell me, Francoise, do you love me?" "I have loved you for years, sire. ner voice was low, but clear the voice of a woman to whom coquetry was abhorrent. ,I had hoped It, Francoise, and yet it thrills me to hear you say it. Will you be my wife, Francoise?" And so the moment bad in very truth come. She paused for an in stant, only an instant, before taking this last great step, but even that was too long for the patience of the king. "Will you not, Francoise?" be cried. "May God make me worthy of such an honor, sire!" said she. "And here I swear that if heaven double my life every hour hal! be spent in the one endeavor to make you a happier man!" She had knelt down, and the king, still holding ber hand, knelt down beside her. "And I swear, too," be cried, "that if my days also are doubled you will now and forever be the one and only woman for me." And so their double oath was taken, an oath which was to be tested in the future, for each did live almost double their years, and yet neither broke the promise made band in band on that evening in the shadow girt chamber. CHAPTER IX. n T may have been that Mile. Nanon, the faithful confidante of Mme. de Malntenon, bad learned something of this interview, or it may be that Pere la Chaise, with the shrewdness for which his order is famous, bad come to tbe conclusion that publicity was the best means of holding tbe king to his present Intention, but, whatever the source, It was known all over the court next day that tbe old favorite was again In disgrace and that there was talk of a marriage between tbe king and the governess of his children. By midday there was none in the court who had not heard the tidings save only Mme. de Montespan, who, alarmed at her lover's absence, had remained in haughty seclusion in ber room and knew nothing of what had passed. Louis in his innate selfishness had been so accustomed to regard every event entirely from tbe side of how it would affect himself that it bad never struck him that his long suffering family, who had always yielded to himthe absolute obedience which he claimed as bis right, would venture to offer any opposition to his new resolution. He was surprised, therefore, when bis brother demanded a private Interview that afternoon and entered bis presence without the complaisant Emileand humble air with which he waa wont to appear before him. "Why, monsieur, you seem less gay than usual today," said the king, with a smile. "Your dress Indeed Is bright, but your brow is clouded. I trust that all is well with madame and with tbe ! Due de Chartres." "Yes, sire, they are well, but they are sad, like myself, and from the same cause." "Indeed: And why?" "nave I ever failed In my duty as your younger brother, sire?" "Never, Philippe, never!" said tbe king, laying bis band affectionately upon the other's Ehoulder. "You have set an excellent example to my subjects." "Then why set a slight upon me?" "Philippe!" "Yes. sire, I say it Is a slight We are of royal blood, and our wives are of royal blood also. You married tbe Princess of Spain; I married the Princess of Bavaria. It was a condescension, but still I did it. My first wife was the Princess of England. How can we admit into a house which has rormea sucn alliances as these a woman who is the widow of a hunchback singer, a mere lampooner, a man whose name is a byword through Europe?" - . The king had stared in amazement at his brother, but his anger now overcame bis astonishment. "Upon my word!" be cried: "upon my word! I have said Just now that you cave neen an excellent brother, but I fear that. I spoke a little prematurely. And so you take upon yourself to object to the lady whom I select as my wife!" "I do, 6ire." "And by what right?" . ' "By the. right of the ffimilv honor. sire, which i as much mine as yours. I look upon it as a elight upon me and a slight upon my wife."

"Your wife! I hve everv repect for Charlotte Elizabeth of Bavaria, but hoT js ?bc x superior to one whose grandfather was the desr friend and comrade in arms of Henry the Great? Enough! I will not condescend to argue such a matter with you! Begone, and do not r urn to my presence until yon have learned not to Interfere in my affairs." "For all that, my wife shall not know her" snarled monsieur. The kin.-: wca to he.T ne auiet t!it

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