"'Read it to me,' said the Regent.

'That I will never do, Monseigneur,' said I.

He then took it and read it quite low, standing up in the window of his little winter-closet, where we were.

All at once I saw him change countenance, and turn towards me, tears in his eyes, and very near fainting.

'All,' said he to me, 'this is too bad, this horrid thing is too much for me.' He had lit upon the passage where the scoundrel had represented the Duke of Orleans purposing to poison the king, and all ready to commit his crime.