“No, but as a loan. He has advanced his money and his credit to please me, and I will repay him. Bœhmer has asked for money down?”
“Yes, madame.”
“How much?”
“100,000 francs.”
“That is my quarter’s allowance from the king. I received it this morning; it is in advance, but still I have it.” She rang the bell. Her woman came and wrapped her in warm sheets, and then she dressed herself. Once more alone in her bedroom with Jeanne, she said:
“Open that drawer, and you will see a portfolio.”
“Here it is, madame.”
“It holds the 100,000 francs—count them.”
Jeanne obeyed.
“Take them to the cardinal with my thanks; each quarter I will pay the same. In this manner I shall have the necklace which pleased me so much, and if it embarrasses me to pay it, at least it will not hurt the king; and I shall have gained the knowledge that I have a friend who has guessed my wishes.” Then, after a pause, “You will add, countess, that M. de Rohan will be welcome at Versailles to receive my thanks.”