She rose and made me a curtsey.
"The queen shall be your servant for ever, monsieur, in proof whereof I am going to give you a table and offer you ... what shall it be? What do you like best while you are reading? Will you have eau-de-vie, rum or kirsch?"
"I prefer water."
"All right, then; wait a moment."
She went into her bedroom, where I followed her.
"Oh! why do you follow me in here?"
"Why should I not?"
"It is forbidden."
"Even to me?"
"To everybody!... Alexandre! I give you warning I will ring my bell!"