Two maids were sitting up for her. Their mistress ordered them to retire to their bedrooms, on the third floor.
Almost immediately after, there was a knock at the door of the outer room; and a voice called:
"Angélique!"
"Is that you, father?" she asked, suppressing her agitation.
"Yes. Is your husband here?"
"We have just come in."
"Tell him I want to speak to him. Ask him to come to my room. It's important."
"Very well, father, I'll send him to you."
She listened for a few seconds, then returned to the boudoir where her husband was and said:
"I am sure my father is still there."