In fact, scarcely had De Mouy disappeared through the gate before the Duc d'Alençon came in sight. A real Swiss was in De Mouy's place. D'Alençon looked carefully at the new sentinel; then turning to Henry:
"This is not the man you were talking with just now, is it, brother?"
"The other is a young man who belongs to my household and whom I had enter the Swiss guards. I have just given him a commission and he has gone to carry it out."
"Ah!" said the duke, as if this reply sufficed. "And how is Marguerite?"
"I am going to ask her, brother."
"Have you not seen her since yesterday?"
"No. I went to her about eleven o'clock last night, but Gillonne told me that she was tired and had gone to sleep."
"You will not find her in her room. She has gone out."
"Oh!" said Henry. "Very likely. She was to go to the Convent de l'Annonciade."
There was no way of carrying the conversation further, as Henry had seemingly made up his mind simply to answer. The two brothers-in-law therefore departed, the Duc d'Alençon to go for news, he said, the King of Navarre to return to his room.