He had found warm and
powerful assistants in both philosophers and women; he was a
confirmed egotist, yet passed for a man who cared little for self.
He was quick at matters of business, and he obtained the character
of a deep and profound politician. It must, however, be admitted,
that he was witty, gallant, and gifted with manners so elegant and
fascinating, that they never failed to remove the first unfavourable
impression caused by his excessive plainness. The tide of public
favour was with him; and, in order to contest it, it required all
the influence of a woman, and that woman to be no less than the
beloved mistress of the king of France.
He presented himself before me tastefully and magnificently dressed,
both look and voice wearing the stamp of high-born pride and
haughtiness. Nevertheless, amidst all this pomp, it was evident
that he did not entirely feel the ease he assumed, and that a
species of remorse rankled at his heart, spite of the courtier-like
gallantry with which he had invested himself.
"Madam," said he, bowing twice most profoundly, "the moment has
arrived which I have long most ardently desired."
"The fault has not been mine, my lord," said I, "that it has been
delayed until now. My door has never been shut against any
visit you might have honoured me with."
"Ah, madam! why have I not known this sooner? Some evil planet
ruled my thoughts when it occurred to me that I might not be so
happy as to meet with a favourable reception.
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