“It is a vow that I have made,” said she.
“And which you will keep, beautiful vestal?”
“I hope so.”
“Apropos,” said the queen, “I remember, that although unmarried, you have a master since yesterday morning.”
“A master, madame?”
“Yes, your dear brother; what do you call him?—Philippe, is it not?”
“Yes, madame.”
“Has he arrived?”
“He came yesterday.”
“And you have not yet seen him? I took you away to Paris, selfish that I was; it was unpardonable.”