"But speak more freely," said the Queen. "Have you learnt any thing from him? These are all friends, I tell you." "The Count is very weak, Madam," answered Seguin, "both from loss of blood and a stunning blow on the head; but he desired me to tell your Majesty, that though the wound is in his side, his heart is uninjured!" "Oh, I understand, I understand," exclaimed the Queen. "De Blenau is one out of a thousand; I must write him a note; follow me, Seguin. Good night, dear Madame de Beaumont. Farewell, Pauline!--Come to my levee to-morrow, and we will talk over old stories and new hopes.--But have a care, Pauline--No more blood upon your robe. It is a bad sign in the house of Austria." The moment the Queen was gone, Pauline pleaded fatigue, and retired to her chamber, followed by her maid Louise, who, be it remarked, had remained in the room during the Royal visit. "This is a strange place, this St. Germain," said the waiting-woman, as she undressed her mistress. "It is indeed!" replied Pauline. "I wish I had never seen it. But of one thing let me warn you, Louise, before it is too late. Never repeat any thing you may see or hear, while you are at the court; for if you do, your life may answer for it." "My life! Mademoiselle Pauline," exclaimed the soubrette, as if she doubted her ears. "Yes indeed, your life!" replied the young lady: "So beware." "Then I wish I had never seen the place either," rejoined the maid; "for what is the use of seeing and hearing things, if one may not talk about them?--and who can be always watching one's tongue?" CHAPTER V. A Chapter of mighty import, which may be read or not, as the Reader thinks fit, the Book being quite as well without it.