"I was not roaming," said the youth, who thought the truth would recommend him to a woman. "I was following a carriage."
"With your lady love in it? Dear me! there is a romance in your adventure?"
Gilbert was not enough his own master not to redden.
"What was the carriage, my little Cato?"
"One of the dauphiness' retinue."
"What, is she ahead of us?" exclaimed the woman. "Are they not making a fuss over her along the route?"
"They wanted to, but she pressed on after having talked of staying for rest at Taverney Castle, for a letter came from Versailles, they said, and she was off in three-quarters of an hour."
"A letter?"
"Brought by the Governor of Strasburg."