CHAPTER LXXIII.
“Roi ne puis, prince ne daigne,
Rohan je suis.”[B]
“Ah!” cried the queen, immediately they entered, “you have brought a reinforcement, M. Bœhmer; so much the better.”
Bœhmer kneeled at her feet, and Bossange followed his example.
“Gentlemen,” said she, “I have now grown calm, and an idea has come into my head which has modified my opinion with regard to you. It seems to me that we have both been duped.”
“Ah, madame, you suspect me no longer. Forger was a dreadful word.”
“No, I do not suspect you now.”
“Does your majesty suspect any one else?”
“Reply to my questions. You say you have not these diamonds?”
“No, madame, we have not.”
“It then matters little to you that I sent them—that is my affair. Did you not see Madame de la Motte?”