Great was the contrast between the government which persecuted without knowing why, and the victims who suffered for a faith incessantly revived in their souls by suffering.

For two centuries the French Reformation had not experienced for a single day the formidable dangers of indifference and lukewarmness.
The young king was growing up, still a stranger to affairs, solely occupied with the pleasures of the chase, handsome, elegant, with noble and regular features, a cold and listless expression.

In the month of February, 1725, he fell ill; for two days there was great danger.

The duke thought himself to be threatened with the elevation of the house of Orleans to the throne.

"I'll not be caught so again," he muttered between his teeth, when he came one night to inquire how the king was, "if he recovers, I'll have him married." The king did recover, but the Infanta was only seven years old.