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But I, having chanced upon a certain M. de la Vrilliere, a courtier of Vilmorin's stamp, with whom I had some slight acquaintance, and his purse being heavier than his wits, I spent a passing profitable evening in his company. This pretty gentleman hailed my advent with a delight that amazed me, and suggested that we should throw a main together to kill time.
This latter was in conversation with M. Conzie, bishop of Arras, when the arrival of the duc de la Vrilliere, bearing the king's commands, was signified to him.
When the poor girl entered my apartment she looked wildly around her, and casting herself at my feet, inquired with many tears to what motive she was indebted for my generous interference in her behalf. The duc de la Vrilliere contemplated with the utmost <sang froid> the spectacle of a misery he had so largely contributed to. I requested of him to leave us to ourselves.
It was not until some days afterwards that the terror which pervaded the chateau ceased. They had found the body of the unfortunate Gaubert on the banks of the Seine. In spite of what had passed, the duc de la Vrilliere had the impudence to present himself to me. I treated him with disdain, reproaching him and Laugeac for their conduct. He left me in despair, and wrote me the following letter:
The whole of the pamphlet which related to this affair was admirably written, and, like the "Barber of Seville," marked by a strongly sarcastic vein. However, the thing failed, and the duc de la Vrilliere, the sworn enemy of men of wit and talent, caused Beaumarchais to be immediately confined within Fort l'Eveque. So that the offended party was made to suffer the penalty of the offence.
He was a man not wanting in intelligence, but bitter, disagreeable, punctilious; very ignorant, because he would never study, and so destitute of morality, that I saw him say mass in the chapel on Ash Wednesday, after having passed a night, masked at a ball, where he said and did the most filthy things, as seen and heard by M. de La Vrilliere, before whom he unmasked, and who related this to me: half an hour after, I met the Abbe de la Chatre, dressed and going to the altar.
"And now," asked I, "did these unfortunate people ever get out of prison?" "That I know not," answered the marechale; "and, God forgive me, for aught I ever inquired they may be there now." "If so," cried I, "the conduct of both the king and the duc de la Vrilliere is abominable and unpardonable."
There should be in a well-regulated state seven or eight writers, not more; and these under the inspection of government. Authors are the plague of France; you will see whither they will lead it." The king spoke this with an animated air, and if at this moment M. de la Vrilliere had come to ask for a lettre de cachet against a writer, the king would not have refused it.
The Duke of Burgundy never imagined that his wife thought of Nangis, although it was visible to all the world besides that she did. As he was very much attached to Nangis, he believed firmly that his wife only behaved civilly to him on his account; and he was besides convinced that his favourite had at the same time an affair of gallantry with Madame la Vrilliere.
It was not until some days afterwards that the terror which pervaded the chateau ceased. They had found the body of the unfortunate Gaubert on the banks of the Seine. In spite of what had passed, the duc de la Vrilliere had the impudence to present himself to me. I treated him with disdain, reproaching him and Laugeac for their conduct. He left me in despair, and wrote me the following letter:
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