ministers--Opinion of the physicians--The chancellor and
lieutenant of police--Resolution of the council

Have you any curiosity to learn the denouement of the story I was
telling you of my anonymous correspondent? Read what follows, then, and
your wishes shall be gratified: that is, if you have patience to hear a
rather long story; for I cannot promise you that mine will very speedily
be completed. Let me see: where did I leave off? Oh, I recollect.

I was telling you that madame de Mirepoix urged me to repair, as I was
requested, to the Baths of Apollo. I had a key which opened all the park
gates; we entered the park, took the path which turns off to the left,
and after having walked for about five minutes, found ourselves opposite
the person we were in search of. It was a female of from thirty to forty
years of age, of diminutive stature, dressed after the fashion of the
_bourgeoises_ of the day, but still an air of good taste was evident
through the simplicity of her attire. Her countenance must once have
been handsome, if one might judge by the beauty of her eyes and mouth,
but she was pale, withered and already impressed with the traces of a
premature old age. But her beauties, although faded, were still animated
by a quick and ever-varying expression of a keen and lively wit.

Whilst I made these hasty remarks the stranger saluted me, and
afterwards the marechale de Mirepoix, with a ease of manner which
perfectly surprised me. Nor did she in any other instance betray the
embarrassment of a person who finds herself for the first time in the
presence of persons of a rank superior to her own.

"Madam," she said, addressing herself to me, "I trust you will pardon me
for having given you the trouble of coming hither; I might have spared
it you, had your people permitted me to see you when I called at your
house yesterday."

"Your invitation," replied I, "was so pressingly enforced, that I
confess my curiosity has been most keenly awakened."

"I will immediately satisfy it," answered she, "but what I have to say
must be told to yourself alone."

"Well, then," said the marechale, "I will leave you for the present:
I am going to admire that fine group of Girardon"; and so saying, she
quitted the walk in which I was standing.

Directly she was gone the stranger said to me, "Madam, I will explain
myself without reserve or unnecessary prolixity; I beseech of you to
listen attentively whilst I tell you, in the