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LOUISE DE LA VALLIERE

346 LOUISE DE LA VALLIERE. words which compel me, without a moment's delay, to seek their explanation at Paris." You will remain here," said Buckingham, "because you have no right to leave; and no one has the right to quit the service of the king for that of any woman, even were she as worthy of being loved as Mary Grafton is." "You will tell me all, then?" "I will, on condition that you will remain." "I will remain, if you will promise to speak openly and without reserve." Thus far had their conversation proceeded, and Bucking- ham in all probability was on the point of revealing, not indeed all that had taken place, but at least all he was aware of, when one of the king's attendants appeared at the end of the terrace, and advanced toward the summer-house where the king was sitting with Lucy Stewart. A courier followed him, covered with dust from head to foot, and who seemed as if he had but a few moments before dis- mounted from his horse. "The courier from France! Madame's courier!" ex- claimed Kaoul, recognizing the princess' livery; and while the attendant and the courtier advanced toward the king, Buckingham and Miss Grafton exchanged a look full of intelligence with each other. CHAPTER XXXVIII. THE COURIER FROM MADAME. Charles II. was busily engaged in proving, or in en- deavoring to prove, to Miss Stewart that she was the only person for whom he cared at all, and, consequently, he was swearing for her an affection similar to which his ancestor, Henry IV., had entertained for Gabrielle. Unfortunately for Charles II., he had hit upon an unlucky day, upon a day when Miss Stewart had taken it into her head to make him jealous, and therefore, instead of being touched by his offer, as the king had hoped, she laughed heartily. "Oh! sire, sire," she cried, laughing all the while, "if I were to be unfortunate enough to ask you for a proof of the affection you profess, how easy it would be to see that you are telling a falsehood." "Nay, listen to me," said Charles; "you know my car- toons by Raphael; you know whether I care for them or