Memoirs of the Comtesse Du Barry: With Minute Details of Her Entire Career as Favorite of Louis XVLamothe-Langon, Etienne-Léon, baron de
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Memoirs of the Comtesse Du Barry: With Minute Details of Her Entire Career as Favorite of Louis XV
Lamothe-Langon, Etienne-Léon, baron de
Du Barry, Jeanne Bécu, comtesse, 1743-1793
On the following morning the chevalier as agreed upon, wrote a
penitential letter to madame, entreating her pardon for his improper
attentions to her servant, whom she affected to dismiss with every mark
of gravest displeasure. The weeping Abigail threw herself at the feet of
her mistress: and the compassionate marquis (before whom the scene was
enacted), touched with pity, implored his lady to receive the afflicted
and penitent Javotte once more into her service. This was at length
granted to his solicitations; and Javotte received a hundred louis as
the price of her silence, and found it sufficient compensation for the
bad opinion the marquis entertained of her virtue.
The second trick the marchioness played her husband was not less
amusing.
The chevalier de Cressy and herself could not meet so frequently as both
desired; and whilst suffering under the void occasioned by his absence,
chance threw in her way a young relative of her husband's, a youth of
about eighteen, as beautiful as Love, and as daring as that god. They
were then in the country during the fine days of summer, and both time
and place were favorable to the prosecution of their growing passion.
One day madame de l'Hôpital and her cousin were sauntering about the
park heedless of the approaching dinner-hour, and equally deaf to the
sound of the dinner-bell, which rung its accustomed peal in vain for
them whose ears were occupied in listening to sweeter sounds. At length
the master of the house, alarmed at the protracted absence of his wife
and friend, went himself, attended by many guests assembled at his
house, in search of the stray ones; the servants likewise received
orders to disperse themselves over the grounds in different directions;
and madame de l'Hôpital and her companion were only aroused to a
recollection of the flight of time by hearing their names loudly shouted
by a dozen different voices. Fortunately they were just in time to
separate in opposite paths, and thus to enter the castle without any
suspicion being excited of their having been so recently in each other's
company. The marquis angrily remonstrated with his lady for having
obliged him to send in search of her, and she excused herself by
protesting that she had not heard the dinner-bell. The marquis replied,
that the thing was impossible; and after some angry discussion the
matter rested there.
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