The next night the door opened at the same time, and the two ladies appeared. Charny had taken his resolution-he would find out who this lover was; but when he entered the avenue he could see no one-they had entered the baths of Apollo. He walked towards the door, and saw the confidante, who waited outside. The queen, then, was in there alone with her lover; it was too much. Charny was about to seize this woman, and force her to tell him everything; but the rage and emotion he had endured were too much for him-a mist passed over his eyes, internal bleeding commenced, and he fainted. When he came to himself again, the clock was striking two, the place was deserted, and there was no trace of what had passed there. He went home, and passed a night almost of delirium. The next morning he arose, pale as death, and went towards the Castle of Trianon just as the queen was leaving the chapel. All heads were respectfully lowered as she passed.
She was looking beautiful, and when she saw Charny she colored, and uttered an exclamation of surprise.
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