They say that December and May make a bad match, but my own opinion is that two Novembers make an even worse one.' Louvois! Louvois! I can read no more! Have you a _lettre de cachet_ ?" "There is one here, sire." "For the Bastille ?" "No; for Vincennes." "That will do very well.

Fill it up, Louvois! Put this villain's name in it! Let him be arrested to-night, and taken there in his own caleche.

The shameless, ungrateful, foul-mouthed villain! Why did you bring me these letters, Louvois?
Oh, why did you yield to my foolish whim?
My God, is there no truth, or honour, or loyalty in the world ?" He stamped his feet, and shook his clenched hands in the air in the frenzy of his anger and disappointment.
"Shall I, then, put back the others ?" asked Louvois eagerly.

He had been on thorns since the king had begun to read them, not knowing what disclosures might come next.
"Put them back, but keep the bag." "Both bags ?" "Ah! I had forgot the other one.

Perhaps if I have hypocrites around me, I have at least some honest subjects at a distance.