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My dear Sister, Since I wrote to you I have been out to dine and sleep at Holland House. We had a very agreeable and splendid party; among others the Duke and Duchess of Richmond, and the Marchioness of Clanricarde, who, you know, is the daughter of Canning. She is very beautiful, and very like her father, with eyes full of fire, and great expression in all her features.
On this head, however, she soon saw that such fears were exaggerated. The Marquise de Saint-Remy was but slightly scandalised at what was going on. She and the Marquis de Saint-Remy, her second husband, strictly proper though they were, came to greet their daughter when proclaimed duchess.
He was ill at Richelieu when the message reached him, and the Duchess d'Aiguillon, one of the most devoted of his Ladies of Charity, sent a little carriage to fetch him. She had known him long enough, however, to be sure that his love of mortification would prevent him from availing himself of what he would certainly look upon as a luxury.
"Let the Duchess believe him, or continue to believe him, to be an ordinary man instead of a fool and she will never marry him." "And she will you?" "I hope so!" She leaned back in her chair. He could not altogether understand her silence. Surely she could have no scruples? "It seems to me," she said at last, "that I am to play your game for nothing.
Now, everyone knows that the law cannot have any retrospective effect." "You are a clever man, M. David," said the Duc de Guise. "It is very ingenious," said the cardinal. "It is very fine," said Mayenne. "It is admirable," said the duchess; "then I am a princess royal. I will have no one less than the Emperor of Germany for a husband." "Well; here are your 200 gold crowns which I promised you."
Thus, while Albert was wholly occupied with election matters, the Duchess had written him only two letters; one in which she told him that the Duc d'Argaiolo was in danger, and one announcing her widowhood two noble and beautiful letters which Rosalie kept back. After several nights' labor she succeeded in imitating Albert's writing very perfectly.
As the duchess spoke, her eyes flashed and her form dilated. Her beauty seemed almost terrible. The gentle Anne gazed and shuddered; but ere she found words to rebuke, the lovely shape of the countess-mother was seen moving slowly towards them.
With regard to any suggested alterations in the council of state, or in the other two councils, the King was to be represented as unwilling to form any decision until he should hear, at length, from the Duchess Regent upon the subject. Certainly here was a sufficient amount of plain speaking upon one great subject, and very little encouragement with regard to the other.
The Duchess appropriated a nice little round one and her hostess presently went on: "There's one thing I mustn't forget don't let us eat them ALL. I believe they're what Lord Petherton really comes for." The Duchess finished her mouthful imperturbably before she took this up. "Does he come so often?" Mrs. Brookenham might have been, for judicious candour, the Muse of History.
"Indeed, Julian, thou dost speak lightly of such gigantic genius; beside, 'twould not be fair to compare sun and moon; and how could we do without either the one or the other?" "To which dost thou comparison his Grace?" "The moon, of course!" said the Duchess. "And to what planet is my lord a satellite?"
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