“Well! I am going to the queen.”
As the king went out of the great door, St. Luc reentered by a side one, and advanced towards the four gentlemen.
“Pardon, M. Quelus,” said he, “but do you still live in the Rue St. Honoré?”
“Yes, my dear friend; why do you ask?”
“I have two words to say to you.”
“Ah!”
“And you, M. de Schomberg?”
“Rue Béthisy,” said Schomberg, astonished.
“D’Epernon’s address I know.”
“Rue de Grenelle.”