'I do not follow,' I stammered.
'That is the Hôtel de Zamet,' he said grimly, and I thought I understood why he had turned to the window when I spoke of Madame de Beaufort's death.
I rose with a sigh I could barely repress: 'Then there is nothing for me to do but to wait?'
'You will not lose by doing so.'
'I thank you, monseigneur; but there is one little favour I ask.'
'And that is?'
'The King's Peace until I see the King.'
'You will be safer in the Chatelet, I assure you, but as you wish—stay, there is one thing. Not a word of your interview with me, even to the King.'
My hopes rose again. 'On my faith as a gentleman, I will not mention it.'
As I finished he struck his bell sharply twice, and Ivoy entered.