The physicians are clever men, and if, by chance, the poor comte should survive his wound, I should not wish him to die of a wound of the heart, after having escaped that of the body." And Manicamp, rose, and, with an expression of profound respect, seemed to be desirous of taking leave.
"At least, monsieur," said Madame, stopping him with almost a suppliant air, "you will be kind enough to tell me in what state your wounded friend is, and who is the physician who attends him ?" "As regards the state he is in, madame, he is seriously ill; his physician is M.Valot, his majesty's private medical attendant.

M.Valot is, moreover, assisted by a professional friend, to whose house M.de Guiche has been carried." "What! he is not in the chateau ?" said Madame.
"Alas, madame! the poor fellow was so ill that he could not even be conveyed hither." "Give me the address, monsieur," said the princess, hurriedly: "I will send to inquire after him." "Rue du Feurre: a brick-built house, with white outside blinds.

The doctor's name is on the door." "You are returning to your wounded friend.

Monsieur de Manicamp ?" "Yes, madame." "You will be able, then, to do me a service." "I am at your highness's orders." "Do what you intended to do; return to M.de Guiche, send away all those whom you may find there, and have the kindness yourself to go away too." "Madame--" "Let us waste no time in useless explanations.

Accept the fact as I present it to you; see nothing in it beyond what is really there, and ask nothing further than what I tell you.