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"Sire, you sent M. de Bragelonne to London either before you were Mademoiselle de la Valliere's lover, or since you have become so." The king, irritated beyond measure, especially because he felt that he was being mastered, endeavored to dismiss Athos by a gesture.
"Yes," said Saint-Aignan, "under the royal oak, with Mademoiselle de Tonnay-Charente." "How do you know that?" inquired Montalais. "In a very simple way. Mademoiselle de Tonnay-Charente told me so." "In that case, she probably told you the cause of Mademoiselle de la Valliere's fainting?" "Why, yes; she told me something about a wolf or a robber. I forget precisely which."
'Nothing, thanks, I said, opening the box of bonbons, 'except these. Thanks so much for thinking of them. 'Well And he left me again. In the second act the legend has not the tale of La Vallière acquired almost the quality of a legend? grew in persuasiveness and in magnificence. It was the hour of La Vallière's unwilling ascendancy, and it foreboded also her fall.
In fact, when the king entered La Valliere's apartment and found the room empty and the bed untouched, he began to be alarmed, and called out to Montalais, who immediately answered the summons; but her astonishment was equal to the king's.
"What! is it possible that you do not understand, sire, that above De Guiche's lodgings are two rooms, one of which is Mademoiselle Montalais's, and the other " "La Valliere's, is it not so, Saint-Aignan? Oh! yes, yes. It is a brilliant idea, Saint-Aignan, a true friend's idea, a poet's idea.
One day, in the month of April, 1674, his Majesty, while in the gardens, received the following letter, which one of La Valliere's pages proffered him on bended knee: SIRE: To-day I am leaving forever this palace, whither the cruellest of fatalities summoned my youth and inexperience. Had I not met you, my heart would have loved seclusion, a laborious life, and my kinsfolk.
They were so desirous for it, however, that on the evening of the fourth day, at the moment when the painter was packing up his implements, during Saint-Aignan's continued absence, Saint-Aignan on his return noticed upon La Valliere's face a shade of disappointment and vexation, which she could not conceal.
The greater number of these, however, observing that the king fearlessly entered the wood with La Valliere, followed his majesty. The king, noticing this, took La Valliere's hand, and led her to a lateral forest-alley; where no one this time ventured to follow him.
"I would, until La Valliere's guilt were revealed." "But the bracelets?" "Well, Madame, since you yourself expected to receive them from the king, what can I possibly say?" The argument was a telling one, and the princess was overwhelmed by it, and from that moment her defeat was assured.
At this moment, and as though caused by the words which had just escaped La Valliere's lips, a rustling of leaves, and of what sounded like some silken material, was heard behind the adjoining bushes. The young girls hastily rose, almost terrified out of their senses. They distinctly saw the leaves move, without being able to see what it was that stirred them.
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