“And was it at her invitation you entered her apartment?”
“Monsieur le Duc!” exclaimed the King hastily, in warning.
“Grandfather!” cried the girl, recoiling from the outrageous accusation.
“Sir!” I replied, with spirit, “the question is an insult to your blood! I came unexpectedly, unknown, unwelcome—like a thief in the night.”
“You dared——?”
“It was a prank, a foolish trick; I have no excuse but my passion.”
“And you were alone with my granddaughter?”
“I was there, Monsieur le Duc,” said Éspiau.
“Then tell me the truth now, unless you forget your ancient fidelity,” exclaimed the Duke, turning to the unhappy servant. “You saw this gentleman there?”
I shook my head at him, but he was looking at Mademoiselle. Disregarding my warning glance, she nodded. The seal upon the servant’s lips was broken.