Raoul came in contact with that trembling hand, took it within his own, and carried it so respectfully to his lips, that he might be said to have deposited a sigh upon it rather than a kiss.
In the meantime Mademoiselle de Montalais had taken the letter, folded it carefully, as women do, in three folds, and slipped it into her bosom.
"Don't be afraid, Louise," said she; "monsieur will no more venture to take it hence than the defunct king Louis XIII.

ventured to take billets from the corsage of Mademoiselle de Hautefort." Raoul blushed at seeing the smile of the two girls; and he did not remark that the hand of Louise remained in his.
"There," said Montalais, "you have pardoned me, Louise, for having brought monsieur to you; and you, monsieur, bear me no malice for having followed me to see mademoiselle.

Now, then, peace being made, let us chat like old friends.

Present me, Louise, to M.de Bragelonne." "Monsieur le Vicomte," said Louise, with her quiet grace and ingenuous smile, "I have the honour to present to you Mademoiselle Aure de Montalais, maid of honor to her royal highness Madame, and moreover my friend--my excellent friend." Raoul bowed ceremoniously.
"And me, Louise," said he--"will you not present me also to mademoiselle ?" "Oh, she knows you--she knows all!" This unguarded expression made Montalais laugh and Raoul sigh with happiness, for he interpreted it thus: "She knows all our love." "The ceremonies being over, Monsieur le Vicomte," said Montalais, "take a chair, and tell us quickly the news you bring flying thus." "Mademoiselle, it is no longer a secret; the king, on his way to Poitiers, will stop at Blois, to visit his royal highness." "The king here!" exclaimed Montalais, clapping her hands.

"What! are we going to see the court?
Only think, Louise--the real court from Paris! Oh, good heavens! But when will this happen, monsieur ?" "Perhaps this evening, mademoiselle; at latest, tomorrow." Montalais lifted her shoulders in sign of vexation.
"No time to get ready! No time to prepare a single dress! We are as far behind the fashions as the Poles.