Mademoiselle Genet frequently saw there Louis XV., of whom she has related the following anecdote: "One day, at the Chateau of Compiegne, the King came in whilst I was reading to Madame.

I rose and went into another room.

Alone, in an apartment from which there was no outlet, with no book but a Massillon, which I had been reading to the Princess, happy in all the lightness and gaiety of fifteen, I amused myself with turning swiftly round, with my court hoop, and suddenly kneeling down to see my rose-coloured silk petticoat swelled around me by the wind.

In the midst of this grave employment enters his Majesty, followed by one of the Princesses.

I attempt to rise; my feet stumble, and down I fall in the midst of my robes, puffed out by the wind.