She was so completely absorbed in her reverie, that the king entered without her perceiving him.

At a distance he gazed upon her lovely face, upon which the moon shed its pure silvery light.
"Good Heavens!" he exclaimed, with a terror he could not control, "she is dead." "No, sire," said Montalais, in a low voice; "on the contrary, she is better.

Are you not better, Louise ?" But Louise did not answer.

"Louise," continued Montalais, "the king has deigned to express his uneasiness on your account." "The king!" exclaimed Louise, starting up abruptly, as if a stream of fire had started through her frame to her heart; "the king uneasy about me ?" "Yes," said Montalais.
"The king is here, then ?" said La Valliere, not venturing to look round her.
"That voice! that voice!" whispered Louis, eagerly, to Saint-Aignan.
"Yes, it is so," replied Saint-Aignan; "your majesty is right; it is she who declared her love for the sun." "Hush!" said the king.

And then approaching La Valliere, he said, "You are not well, Mademoiselle de la Valliere?
Just now, indeed, in the park, I saw that you had fainted.