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"And you, monseigneur," cried the goldsmith, completely overcome, "are the noblest man that ever lived." Fouquet let the worthy goldsmith pass out of the room by a secret door, and then went to receive Madame de Belliere, who was already surrounded by all the guests. The marquise was always beautiful, but now her loveliness was more dazzling than ever.
She had not observed that Fouquet's black horse arrived at the same time, all steaming and foam-flaked, having returned to Saint-Mande with Pelisson and the very jeweler to whom Madame de Belliere had sold her plate and her jewels. Pelisson introduced the goldsmith into the cabinet, which Fouquet had not yet left.
"Have you any relations in France?" Raoul inquired, with the deepest interest. "I have a sister there, my senior by seven or eight years, who was married in France, and was early left a widow; her name is Madame de Belliere. Do you know her?" she added, observing Raoul start suddenly. "I have heard her name."
"I am getting ready to leave for Belliere." "For Belliere?" "Yes." "You are becoming rustic in your tastes, then; I delight to see you so disposed. But you are pale." "No, I am perfectly well." "So much the better; I was becoming uneasy about you. You do not know what I have been told." "People say so many things." "Yes, but this is very singular."
"This is the hotel of Madame de Belliere!" "Hush!" "Ah! Good Lord!" exclaimed Pellisson. "What have you to say against her?" "Nothing, alas! and it is that which causes my despair. Nothing, absolutely nothing. Why can I not, on the contrary, say ill enough of her to prevent your going to her?" But Fouquet had already given orders to stop, and the carriage was motionless.
"Do you not know it?" "I am utterly ignorant of everything about him," said Madame de Belliere, with the poignant anguish that suspends thought and speech, and even life itself. "In the first place, then, the king's favor is entirely withdrawn from M. Fouquet, and conferred on M. Colbert." "So it is stated." "It is very clear, since the discovery of the plot of Belle-Isle."
Madame de Belliere was pale, trembling, and full of respectful attentions for madame la surintendante, who, with one hand on her husband's, was looking anxiously towards the door by which Pelisson had gone out to bring D'Artagnan.
Her perfidious friend's voice had assumed the most affectionate tone; she spoke as a woman, but concealed the instincts of a wolf. "Well," said Madame de Belliere, who had a vague hope that Marguerite would cease to overwhelm a vanquished enemy, "why do you not go and see M. Fouquet?" "Decidedly, marquise, you have made me reflect. No, it would be unbecoming for me to make the first advance.
With her heart filled with happiness Madame de Belliere ran to her carriage in the Avenue de Vincennes, and in a few minutes she was holding out her hand to Gourville, who was standing at the entrance, where, in order the better to please his master, he had stationed himself to watch her arrival.
Her perfidious friend's voice had assumed the most affectionate tone; she spoke as a woman, but concealed the instincts of a wolf. "Well," said Madame de Belliere, who had a vague hope that Marguerite would cease to overwhelm a vanquished enemy, "why do you not go and see M. Fouquet?" "Decidedly, marquise, you have made me reflect. No, it would be unbecoming for me to make the first advance.
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