Let us yield to fate,
or rather, let us so act as to make it favorable to us. The
king requires some amusement, and let us find him a little wench.
We must take heed not to present any fine lady: no, no; by all
the devils--! Excuse me, marechale, 'tis a habit I have."
"It is nature, you mean," replied the marechale: "the nightingale
is born to sing, and you, comte Jean, were born to swear; is it
not true?"
"
, madam, you are right."
After this conversation the marechale went out, and Comte Jean
departed to arrange his plans for the king's amusement.
However, the ennui of Louis XV was somewhat dissipated by the
tidings of the various incidents which occurred at the grand entry
of the dauphin and dauphiness into Paris. We learnt that the duc
de Brissac, as governor of Paris, on receiving the dauphiness, said,
"Madam, you see about you two hundred thousand lovers." He was
right; the princess looked like an angel. I had taken a mortal
aversion to her. Alas! circumstances have too fully avenged me:
this unfortunate queen loses popularity daily; her perfidious
friends have sacrificed her to their interests. I pity her.
CHAPTER XXXVI
Visit from a stranger--Madame de Pompadour and a Jacobinical
monk--Continuation of this history--Deliverance of a state prisoner--
A meeting with the stranger
One day, at an hour at which I was not accustomed to see any person,
a lady called and requested to see me; she was informed that I was
visible to no person.
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