“Nay, count,” said the baroness, “it would have been somewhat more gallant to have placed the ladies first.”
“You see, madame, how rightly I spoke when I said I required a preceptor to guide me in all my sayings and doings here.”
At this instant the favorite attendant of Madame Danglars entered the boudoir; approaching her mistress, she spoke some words in an undertone. Madame Danglars turned very pale, then exclaimed:
“I cannot believe it; the thing is impossible.”
“I assure you, madame,” replied the woman, “it is as I have said.”
Turning impatiently towards her husband, Madame Danglars demanded, “Is this true?”
“Is what true, madame?” inquired Danglars, visibly agitated.
“What my maid tells me.”
“But what does she tell you?”
“That when my coachman was about to harness the horses to my carriage, he discovered that they had been removed from the stables without his knowledge. I desire to know what is the meaning of this?”