"Ah, Madam," said he, smiling, and very courteous, "am I to condole with the daughter of King James or congratulate the wife of the Prince of Orange?"
She looked at him, very pale, but with a great majesty.
"You are to respect a woman in an extraordinary and sad situation, Monsieur," she answered gravely.
"Extraordinary indeed, Your Highness," said M. D'Avaux. "But scarcely sad to you, I think, who are like to be Queen."
It flashed through Mary's mind how near to war they must be with France before he could venture to speak so.
She answered instantly—
"I take no public reprimand from the Ambassador of France, Monsieur."
- D'Avaux bowed.
"More a congratulation, Highness, to the future sovereign of England."
Her look of amaze was not to be concealed. His keen eyes, that never left her face, remarked it.