It was Mademoiselle de Mancini who at length began.
"Ah, my dear sire!" said she, "you do not abandon me, then ?" "No, Marie," replied the king; "you see I do not." "I had so often been told, though, that as soon as we should be separated you would no longer think of me." "Dear Marie, is it then to-day only that you have discovered we are surrounded by people interested in deceiving us ?" "But, then, sire, this journey, this alliance with Spain?
They are going to marry you off!" Louis hung his head.

At the same time the officer could see the eyes of Marie de Mancini shine in the sun with the brilliancy of a dagger starting from its sheath.

"And you have done nothing in favor of our love ?" asked the girl, after a silence of a moment.
"Ah! mademoiselle, how could you believe that?
I threw myself at the feet of my mother; I begged her, I implored her; I told her all my hopes of happiness were in you, I even threatened----" "Well ?" asked Marie, eagerly.
"Well?
the queen-mother wrote to the court of Rome, and received as answer, that a marriage between us would have no validity, and would be dissolved by the holy father.

At length, finding there was no hope for us, I requested to have my marriage with the infanta at least delayed." "And yet that does not prevent your being on the road to meet her ?" "How can I help it?
To my prayers, to my supplications, to my tears, I received no answer but reasons of state." "Well, well ?" "Well, what is to be done, mademoiselle, when so many wills are leagued against me ?" It was now Marie's turn to hang her head.

"Then I must bid you adieu for ever," said she.