did not pause until he reached the staircase, and grasping the balustrade, said: "You see how shamefully I have been duped." "How, sire ?" inquired the favorite.
"De Guiche fought on the Vicomte de Bragelonne's account, and this Bragelonne...

oh! Saint-Aignan, she still loves him.

I vow to you, Saint-Aignan, that if, in three days from now, there were to remain but an atom of affection for her in my heart, I should die from very shame." And the king resumed his way to his own apartments.
"I told your majesty how it would be," murmured Saint-Aignan, continuing to follow the king, and timidly glancing up at the different windows.
Unfortunately their return was not, like their arrival, unobserved.

A curtain was suddenly drawn aside; Madame was behind it.

She had seen the king leave the apartments of the maids of honor, and as soon as she observed that his majesty had passed, she left her own apartments with hurried steps, and ran up the staircase that led to the room the king had just left..