"No, madame."
"What did they say about him, then?"
"They said—but, no doubt, they were mistaken—"
"Nay, speak, speak!"
"They said, that, one evening, about the year 1645, a lady, beautiful and majestic in her bearing, which was observed notwithstanding the mask and the mantle which concealed her figure—a lady of rank, of very high rank no doubt—came in a carriage to the place where the road branches off; the very same spot, you know, where I awaited news of the young prince when your majesty was graciously pleased to send me there."
"Well, well?"
"That the boy's tutor, or guardian, took the child to this lady."
"Well, what next?"
"That both the child and his tutor left that part of the country the very next day."
"There, you see there is some truth in what you relate, since, in point of fact, the poor child died from a sudden attack of illness, which makes the lives of all children, as doctors say, suspended as it were by a thread."