“About a lady!”
“About yourself, for example.”
Andrée sighed.
“Oh, doctor! they did not fight about me.”
“Then,” said the doctor, “is it your brother that has sent you for news of M. de Charny?”
“Oh, yes, my brother, doctor.”
Dr. Louis looked at her scrutinizingly.
“I will find out the truth,” thought he. Then he said, “Well, I will tell you the truth, that your brother may make his arrangements accordingly; you understand.”
“No, doctor.”
“Why, a duel is never a very agreeable thing to the king, and if it makes a scandal, he often banishes or imprisons the actors; but when death ensues, he is always inflexible. Therefore counsel your brother to hide for a time.”