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Sosaying,thekingbadeusafriendlyfarewell,andretired
withtheducsdeDurasanddeNoailles。
Weremainedafterhis
majesty,andretiringintothegreatsaloon,threwourselves
withoutanyceremonyuponthedifferentcouchesandottomans。
“Formyownpart,“saidtheprincedeSoubise,“Ishallnotthink
ofseparatingfromsoagreeableapartytilldaylightwarns
mehence。“
“Thefirstbeamsofmornwillsoonshinethroughthesewindows,“
repliedM。d’Aiguillon。
“WecanalreadyperceivethebrightestraysofAurorareflected
inthesparklingeyesaroundus,“exclaimedM。deCosse。
“Atrucewithyourgallantry,gentlemen,“repliedmadamede
Mirepoix,“atmyageIcanonlybelievemyselfcapableofreflecting
thelastraysofthesettingsun。“
“Hush!“
interruptedmadamedeForcalquier,“youforgetweare
atVersailles,whereageisneverthoughtof,butwhere,likeour
gracioussovereign,allareyoung。“
“Come,ladies,“saidmadamedeFlaracourt,“letusretire;Ifor
one,pleadguiltyofbeinginneedofrepose。“
“No,no!“
repliedtheducdeRichelieu,“letusemploythe
remaininghoursinpleasingandsocialconverse,“andwitha
tremulousvoicehebeganthatcharmingtrioin“SelinaandAzor,“
“。“
Wejoinedchoruswithhim,andthe
echoesofthepalaceofLouisXVresoundedwiththemirthful
strain。
Thisburstofnoisymirthdidnotlastlong,andwe
relapsedintoincreasedtaciturnity,spiteofourendeavoursto
keepupageneralconversation。
Wewereallfatigued,though
nonebutmadamedeFlaracourtwouldconfessthefact。
Tired
naturecalledloudlyforrepose,andwewereeachcompelledto
seekitinthedifferentapartmentsassignedus。
Theducd’Aiguillon
alonewascompelled,bythedutiesofhisoffice,toreturn
toVersailles。
UponenteringmychamberIfoundmybrother-in-lawthere,in
themostviolentfitofillhumour,thattheking(whowasinfact
ignorantofhisbeingatTrianon)hadnotinvitedhimtosupper。
AsIhavebeforetoldyou,comteJeanwasnofavouritewithhis
majesty,andasIhaddisplayednowishforhiscompany,Louis
XVhadgladlyprofitedbymyindifferencetoomithimuponthe
presentoccasion。
Iendeavouredtojustifytheking,without
succeeding,however,inappeasingcomteJean,whoveryunceremoniously
consignedusalltothecareandcompanyofacertainold
gentleman,whoseterritoryissupposedtoliebeneath“the
roundglobewhichweinhabit。“
“Ihavetothankyou,“repliedI,“foraveryflatteringmodeof
saying’goodnight。’“
“Perhaps,“answeredcomteJeanroughly,“youwouldprefer——“
“Nothingfromyourlipsifyouplease,mypolitebrother,“cried
I,interruptinghim,“nothingyouwillsayinyourpresenthumour
canbeatalltomytaste。“
Choninterferedbetweenus,andeffectedareconciliation,which
Iwasthemorewillingtolistento,thatImightenjoythatsleep
mywearyeye-lidscravedfor。
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