"About what time shall you leave, Monsieur de la Mole?"
"Has monseigneur any orders for me?"
"No, not at present, but I shall want to speak to you this evening."
"About what time?"
"Between nine and ten."
"I shall do myself the honor of waiting on your highness at that time."
"Very good. I shall depend on you."
La Mole bowed and went on.
"There are times," said he, "when the duke is as pale as death. It is very strange."
He knocked at the door of the queen's apartments. Gillonne, who apparently was expecting him, led him to Marguerite.