"Well, monseigneur, is she beautiful?" said Aurilly.
"Very beautiful," said the prince, abstractedly.
"What makes you sad then? Did she see you?"
"No, she was asleep."
"Then what is the matter?"
"Aurilly, it is strange, but I have seen that woman somewhere."
"You recognized her, then?"
"No, I could not think of her name; but her face gave me a fearful shock. I cannot tell how it is; but I believe I did wrong to look."
"However, just on account of the impression she has made on you, we must find out who she is."
"Certainly we must."