“And M. de Provence see her? shall he not, madame?”
“Thanks, M. de Crosne, you hold now, I think, the clue to the whole plot.”
“Nearly so, madame.”
“And M. de Rohan?”
“Knows nothing yet.”
“Ah!” cried the queen; “in this woman, doubtless, lies all his error.”
“Possibly, madame; but if it be his error it is the crime of some one else.”
“Seek well, sir; the honor of France is in your hands.”
“Believe me worthy of the trust. At present, the accused parties deny everything. I shall wait for the proper time to overwhelm them with this living witness that I now hold.”
“Madame de la Motte?”