"Certainly, Madame, my son will come. Captain of the Guards—Chevalier de Saint-Louis. Zounds! that is a good deal for one day!"
"To-night, then, I shall see you, Marquis!" said Magdalena, as she rose from her chair.
Montferrand raised her hands to his lips once more, and took his leave.
Instantly Fongereues turned to his wife.
"Is this true?" he asked.
She shrugged her shoulders disdainfully, and left the room in silence. She went to her son's chamber.
"It is all settled," she said to him. "In a few hours you will have the twenty thousand francs you need to silence this scandal, and you will try to make yourself worthy of the favor of your king."
As soon as his mother left the room, Frederic sent to the house at Belleville, by a trusty messenger, the following note:
"I will be with you at four o'clock—shall bring the sum required. I desire that you shall leave me alone in the house with——you know."