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Rise up, my little daughter, and go and sit down there, in the corner. Come in, Gaudinet, come in then. Gaudinet put his head discreetly inside. Monseigneur, I came to inform you that the Curé of Althausen has been there for some time. There? where is that? In the cabinet. What! in the cabinet? Ah, are you mad, Gaudinet, to send people in this way into my cabinet?

I never went very far. I was afraid." He twisted his hand through her arm, and his fingers closed upon her wrist. "You are not afraid with me?" he questioned. Her eyes answered him before her voice. "Never, monseigneur." "Why do you call me that?" said Saltash. She coloured at the abrupt question. "It suits you."

She bit her lip, almost as if she would burst into tears. "Monseigneur " "Call me Charles!" he commanded. His hands still held hers. She dropped her eyes to them, and suddenly, very suddenly, she bent her head and kissed them. He started slightly, and in a moment he set her free, leaving the case in her hold. "Eh bien!" he said lightly. "That is understood. You like my pearls, chérie?"

These things were not strange to her, for they certainly must have been realised sooner or later, and it might be that she was coming out of one dream only to have another still; but it seemed to her perfectly natural that Monseigneur should have come to betroth her to Felicien, since the hour for that ceremony had arrived.

"All fairy tales have a heart of truth," answered La Mothe, "and this is a very true one, Monseigneur, as I hope you will believe before I have ended. In all his cares of state, and with so great a kingdom his cares were very many, there was no such care, no such sorrow, as this longing, unsatisfied love of the father's heart.

On Tuesday, the 8th March, Monseigneur le Duc de Bretagne, eldest son of Monsieur le Dauphin, who had succeeded to the name and rank of his father, being then only five years and some months old, and who had been seized with measles within a few days, expired, in spite of all the remedies given him.

He raised his hand as though he would have struck the Vidame; but those around Simon hustled him aside, and it was in a scene of confusion that Monseigneur turned to Diane. "I understand all this now," he said, pointing to the card-table, covered with the scattered cards and gold, "and I know to whom I owe this.

"And that you shall honor my wife with a smile when I shall present her to his majesty." "Yes; is that all?" "All, monseigneur." "You have my word." "And you shall keep the throne to which I have raised you. There remains now, only," thought Monsoreau, "to find out who told the duke." That same evening M. de Monsoreau presented his wife in the queen's circle.

"But," said Angelique, "Monseigneur has been married, and has not he a son at least twenty years of age?" Hubertine had taken up the shears to remodel one of the pieces of vellum. "Yes," she replied, "the Abbot Cornille told me the whole story, and it is a very sad history.

Taking up the recital of the affair which had cost Raoul his life, he found these words, which ended the concluding paragraph of the letter: "Monseigneur le duc has ordered that the body of monsieur le vicomte should be embalmed, after the manner practiced by the Arabs when they wish their dead to be carried to their native land; and monsieur le duc has appointed relays, so that the same confidential servant who brought up the young man might take back his remains to M. le Comte de la Fere."