"There is no occasion to hurry yet," he said; and then, resuming the conversation where it had doubtlessly been interrupted, he said, "You were observing that the letter we wrote last evening must by this time have reached its destination ?" "I was saying that she certainly has it." "Whom did you send it by ?" "By my own servant, as I have already told you." "Did he bring back an answer ?" "I have not seen him since; the young girl was probably in attendance on Madame, or was in her own room dressing, and he may have had to wait.
Our time for leaving arrived, and we set off, of course: I cannot, therefore, know what is going on yonder." "Did you see the king before leaving ?" "Yes." "How did he seem ?" "Nothing could be better, or worse; according as he be sincere or hypocritical." "And the _fete_ ?" "Will take place in a month." "He invited himself, you say ?" "With a pertinacity in which I detected Colbert's influence.

But has not last night removed your illusions ?" "What illusions ?" "With respect to the assistance you may be able to give me in this circumstance." "No; I have passed the night writing, and all my orders are given." "Do not conceal it from yourself, D'Herblay, but the _fete_ will cost some millions." "I will give six, do you on your side get two or three." "You are a wonderful man, my dear D'Herblay." Aramis smiled.
"But," inquired Fouquet, with some remaining uneasiness, "how is it that, while now you are squandering millions in this manner, a few days ago you did not pay the fifty thousand francs to Baisemeaux out of your own pocket ?" "Because a few days ago I was as poor as Job." "And to-day ?" "To-day I am wealthier than the king himself." "Very well," said Fouquet; "I understand men pretty well; I know you are incapable of forfeiting your word; I do not wish to wrest your secret from you, and so let us talk no more about it." At this moment a dull, heavy rumbling was heard, which suddenly burst forth in a violent clap of thunder.
"Oh, oh!" said Fouquet, "I was quite right in what I said." "Come," said Aramis, "let us rejoin the carriages." "We shall not have time," said Fouquet, "for here comes the rain." In fact, as he spoke, and as if the heavens were opened, a shower of large drops of rain was suddenly heard falling on the trees about them.
"We shall have time," said Aramis, "to reach the carriages before the foliage becomes saturated." "It will be better," said Fouquet, "to take shelter somewhere--in a grotto, for instance." "Yes, but where are we to find a grotto ?" inquired Aramis.
"I know one," said Fouquet, smiling, "not ten paces from here." Then looking round about him, he added: "Yes, we are quite right." "You are very fortunate to have so good a memory said Aramis," smiling in his turn; "but are you not afraid that your coachman, finding we do not return, will suppose we have taken another road back, and that he will not follow the carriages belonging to the court ?" "Oh, there is no fear of that," said Fouquet; "whenever I place my coachman and my carriage in any particular spot, nothing but an express order from the king could stir them; and more than that, too, it seems that we are not the only ones who have come so far, for I hear footsteps and the sound of voices." As he spoke, Fouquet, turning round, opened with his cane a mass of foliage which hid the path from his view.

Aramis' glance as well as his own plunged at the same moment through the opening he had made.
"A woman," said Aramis.
"And a man," said Fouquet.
"It is La Valliere and the king," they both exclaimed together.
"Oh, oh!" said Aramis, "is his majesty aware of your cavern as well?
I should not be astonished if he were, for he seems to be on very good terms with the nymphs of Fontainebleau." "It matters little," said Fouquet; "let us get there; if he is not aware of it we shall see what he will do; if he should know it, as it has two entrances, while he enters by one, we can leave by the other." "Is it far ?" asked Aramis, "for the rain is beginning to penetrate." "We are there now," said Fouquet, as he put aside a few branches, and an excavation of the rock could be observed, which had been entirely concealed by heaths, ivy, and a thick covert of small shrubs.
Fouquet led the way, followed by Aramis; but as the latter entered the grotto, he turned round, saying: "Yes, they are now entering the wood; and, see, they are bending their steps this way." "Very well; let us make room for them," said Fouquet, smiling and pulling Aramis by his cloak; "but I do not think the king knows of my grotto." "Yes," said Aramis, "they are looking about them, but it is only for a thicker tree." Aramis was not mistaken, the king's looks were directed upward, and not around him.

He held La Valliere's arm within his own, and held her hand in his.

La Valliere's feet began to slip on the damp grass.