"The princess Julie, poor unhappy child, never again saw her charming friend M. de Létorière. . . . His wounds reopened, and all the blood that remained in his veins flowed out during the night. . . . He expired without aid, and the next morning was found dead on the flag-stones of the cloister.
"Perhaps it was on the stone which covered the tomb of my poor friend Madame d'Egmont. Having been educated at the convent of Montmartre, she had begged to be buried near Madame de Vibraye, her friend from infancy, and Superior of this house."
They hushed up this horrible affair. The corpse was magnificent; it was wrapped in a winding-sheet. They carried him to his bed, and it was reported that "the Marquis of Létorière had died of small-pox."
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Some years after, the princess Julie married a prince of Saxe-Coburg.