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"I know a certain gentleman, who is on very good terms with a certain young lady there." "One of the maids of honor?" "Yes, sire." "With Mademoiselle de Tonnay-Charente, I suppose?" said the king, laughing. "Fortunately, no, sire; with Montalais." "What is his name?" "Malicorne." "And you can depend on him?" "I believe so, sire.

D'Artagnan made several steps along the gallery, holding Louise on his arm; then, when they were far enough removed from the others "What I had to say to you, mademoiselle," replied he, "Mademoiselle de Tonnay-Charente has just expressed; roughly and unkindly, it is true but still in its entirety."

"Thanks to that sort of coquetry, for, indeed, that is genuine coquetry," continued Mademoiselle de Tonnay-Charente; "the lover who, a little while since, was puffed up with pride, in a minute afterwards is suffering at every pore of his vanity and self-esteem.

At this point, Madame, like a vigilant general inspecting his army, glanced at Mademoiselle de Tonnay-Charente, who could not help wincing as they drew themselves up.

"Yes," said Mademoiselle de Tonnay-Charente; "for the court, however brilliant it may be, has always some falsehood concealed beneath the folds of its velvet robes, or the glitter of its diamonds." "I," replied La Valliere, "I never tell a falsehood; when I cannot speak the truth, I remain silent."

"Amaryllis is the eldest of the three, and yet," Saint-Aignan hastened to add, "this advanced age does not reach twenty years." Mademoiselle de Tonnay-Charente, who had slightly knitted her brows at the commencement of the description, unbent them with a smile.

The king's love for Madame, that of Madame for the king, that of Guiche for Madame, that of La Valliere for the king, that of Malicorne for Montalais, that of Mademoiselle de Tonnay-Charente for himself, was not all this, truly, more than enough to turn the head of any courtier?

"There, there, that will do," said Montalais; "after having said too little, you now say too much. No one thinks of killing you, nor even of robbing you, even of your secret; I wish to have it voluntarily, and in no other way; for the question does not concern your own affairs only, but ours also; and Tonnay-Charente would tell you as I do, if she were here.

"To say nothing," said Montalais, "so that when Mademoiselle de Tonnay-Charente thinks, Athenais is the only one who knows it." "Hush!" said Mademoiselle de Tonnay-Charente, "I hear steps approaching from this side." "Quick, quick, then, among the high reed-grass," said Montalais; "stoop, Athenais, you are so tall."

"You are right," said De Guiche with a sigh; "a man's heart is a very precious gift." "Mine particularly is very tender, and in that light I present it to you." "Oh! you are well known, comte. Well?" "It is simply a question of Mademoiselle de Tonnay-Charente." "Why, my dear Saint-Aignan, you are losing your senses, I should think." "Why so?"

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