"Well, I believe you are right, ma mie, and I am about to furnish you with an excellent opportunity of exercising your philosophy."
Marguerite believed that the decisive moment had come, and rallied all her courage.
"So be it, sire," said she.
Henri began in the tone of a penitent who has some great sin to acknowledge.
"You know the great interest I take in Fosseuse?"
"Ah!" cried Marguerite, triumphantly, seeing he was not about to accuse her; "yes, yes; the little Fosseuse, your friend."
"Yes, madame."
"My lady in waiting."—"Yes."
"Your passion—your love."
"Ah! you speak now just like one of the reports you were abusing just now."