The Duke of Monmouth and his companion came forward, talking together.

“Philippe,” said Louis rather sharply, “when do you hold the review of your brigade?”

“This evening, Sire,” answered M. D’Orleans.

“Sir Gabriel must see it.”

The fourth man, who had remained all this time apart, now approached the little group.

“If Your Majesty will give me leave—I am due in Utrecht.”

He wore brown velvet touched with gold, and had a noble, careless presence.

Louis answered him with deference—

“I do not presume to give you orders, as you know, M. de Turenne.”

The Vicomte bowed.