Only that past was like a painful bleeding wound to the hearts of certain tender and devoted spirits.

Scarcely was the king reinstalled in Paris, when he received a touching proof of this.

Louis XIV.

had just risen and taken his first repast when his captain of the musketeers presented himself before him.

D'Artagnan was pale and looked unhappy.
The king, at the first glance, perceived the change in a countenance generally so unconcerned.