“In that case, adieu, madame, and remember me in your prayers.” And Bussy went off to the gallery, where the king, red with fury, swore to the duke, who was pale with anger, that in the scene of the preceding night Bussy was the aggressor.
“I affirm to you, sire,” cried the duke, “that D’Epernon, Schomberg and Quelus were waiting for him at the Hôtel des Tournelles.”
“Who told you so?”
“I saw them with my own eyes.”
“In that darkness! The night was pitch dark.”
“I knew their voices.”
“They spoke to you?”
“They did more, they took me for Bussy, and attacked me.”
“You?”
“Yes, I.”