"Where is Madame de Montpensier, for instance ?" "She entered Paris this morning." "No one has seen her." "Yes, monsieur." "Who was it ?" "Salcede." "Oh! oh!" cried all.
"But where is she ?" cried Bussy.

"Has she disappeared?
how did you know she was here ?" "Because I accompanied her to the Porte St.Antoine." "I heard that they had shut the gates." "Yes, they had." "Then, how did she pass." "In her own fashion.

Something took place at the gates of Paris this morning, gentlemen, of which you appear to be ignorant.

The orders were to open only to those who brought a card of admission--signed by whom I know not.

Immediately before us five or six men, some of whom were poorly clothed, passed with these cards, before our eyes.