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           Theking,attackedinamannersodirect,didnotknowwhattoanswer;andhethoughtthatthiswasthemomentforexpressingthedesirewhichhewasnotgoingtohavemadeuntiltheeveningbeforethefete.

           "Madame,"saidhe,withdignity,"therewillshortlybeaballattheHoteldeVille.Iwish,inordertohonorourworthyaldermen,youshouldappearinceremonialcostume,andaboveall,ornamentedwiththediamondstudswhichIgaveyouonyourbirthday.Thatismyanswer."

           Theanswerwasterrible.AnneofAustriabelievedthatLouisXIIIknewall,andthatthecardinalhadpersuadedhimtoemploythislongdissimulationofsevenoreightdays,which,likewise,wascharacteristic.Shebecameexcessivelypale,leanedherbeautifulhanduponaCONSOLE,whichhandappearedthenlikeoneofwax,andlookingatthekingwithterrorinhereyes,shewasunabletoreplybyasinglesyllable.

           "Youhear,madame,"saidtheking,whoenjoyedtheembarrassmenttoitsfullextent,butwithoutguessingthecause."Youhear,madame?"

           "Yes,sire,Ihear,"stammeredthequeen.

           "Youwillappearatthisball?"

           "Yes."

           "Withthosestuds?"

           "Yes."

           Thequeen’spaleness,ifpossible,increased;thekingperceivedit,andenjoyeditwiththatcoldcrueltywhichwasoneoftheworstsidesofhischaracter.

           "Thenthatisagreed,"saidtheking,"andthatisallIhadtosaytoyou."

           "Butonwhatdaywillthisballtakeplace?"askedAnneofAustria.

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