[1] I have been told I was mistaken in this information. But I appeal to M. Thiers himself and to his _Souvenirs of 1829._ M. Thiers will not have forgotten the reply made him at a masked ball, by a domino who gave his arm to M. de Blancmesnil, a reply that obliged him to quit the ball instantly. Perhaps, by the domino's permission, I shall be able to relate the scene later. [2] Translator's note.--Dumas probably means the duchess. [3] See notes at end of volume. CHAPTER IX Philippe VII.--How Béranger justified himself for having helped to make a King--The Duc d'Orléans during the three days--His arrival in Paris on the evening of the 30th--He sends for M. de Mortemart--Unpublished letter by him to Charles X.--Benjamin Constant and Laffite--Deputation of the Chamber to the Palais-Royal--M. Sébastiani--M. de Talleyrand--The Duc d'Orléans accepts the Lieutenant-Generalship of the Kingdom--Curious papers found at the Tuileries My first care after my warm reception by General La Fayette was, it will be readily understood, to go and have a bath and change all my clothes. The bath was not a difficult matter to obtain, as the Deligny swimming bath was nearly opposite my rooms. When I entered, I must say I frightened everybody, down even to old Jean. I consigned my gun, pistols, powder and bullets to the page boy, with the remainder of my three thousand francs. After which, whilst someone went to find Joseph to tell him to bring me fresh linen and clothes, I took the most delicious plunge I ever had in my life. An hour later I was quite in a condition to present myself even before the Provisional Government, if anybody could have told me where they were sitting. I sent home my recently worn fighting outfit, and took my way in the direction of the Hôtel Laffitte. I was eager for news. I had the very greatest difficulty in gaining access to the famous banker. Nobody would recognise me now; I was too well dressed. Discussion of the nature of noisy talking was going on in the Salon. M. Sébastiani was said to have come back from Prince Talleyrand bringing important news. What was that news? Suddenly the door opened and M. Sébastiani, with a radiant face, flung the substance of the following words to the three to four hundred persons who crowded the dining-room, ante-chambers and passages. "Messieurs, you may announce to everybody that from to-day the name of the King of France will be Philippe VII." Although I was expecting something of the kind, the shock was a violent one. King for king, I liked King Charles X. almost as much as King Philippe VII. Béranger went by at the moment, and I knew he must have had a great deal to do in that nomination. I flung myself on his neck, partly to embrace him, partly to provoke him to a quarrel, and, laughing and scolding both together, I said: "Ah! by Jove! you have just served us a fine trick, father."