"You, monsieur, you?"
"Yes, me."
"For what reason?"
"Ah, who can tell the reasons of a mind as subtle as that of your mother? I suspect the reasons, but I do not know them positively."
"And you were not in your rooms?"
"No; I happened not to be. You have guessed rightly, madame, I was not. Last evening the King asked me to go out with him. But, although I was not in my rooms, some one else was."
"Who?"
"It seems that it was the Count de la Mole."
"The Count de la Mole!" exclaimed Marguerite, astonished.
"By Heavens! what a lively little fellow this man from the provinces is!" continued Henry. "Do you know that he wounded Maurevel and killed two guards?"