"Oh! oh!" said Aramis, "your heart is engaged, you say. The deuce! we must take care of that!"
"Why?"
"Because it is terrible to have the heart occupied, when others, beside yourself, have so much need of the head."
"You are right. So, you see, at your first summons, I left everything. But to return to this girl. What good do you see in my troubling myself about her?"
"This.—The king, it is said, has taken a fancy to her; at least, so it is supposed."
"But you, who know everything, know very differently."
"I know that the king has changed with great rapidity; that the day before yesterday, he was mad about Madame; that a few days ago, Monsieur complained of it, even to the queen-mother; and that some conjugal misunderstandings and maternal scoldings were the consequence."
"How do you know all that?"
"I do know it; at all events, since these misunderstandings and scoldings the king has not addressed a word, has not paid the slightest attention, to her royal highness."
"Well, what next?"