The marshal went to Marly to receive his last orders.

"You see my plight, marshal," said Louis XIV.

"There are few examples of what is my fate--to lose in the same week a grandson, a grandson's wife and their son, all of very great promise and very tenderly beloved.

God is punishing me; I have well deserved it.

But suspend we my griefs at my own domestic woes, and look we to what may be done to prevent those of the kingdom.