Mean Time the War betwixt the Emperor and the _Turks_ was at an End, and Orders were actually given for sending the Imperial Troops into _Italy_. The Regent despairing at that Time of persuading the King of _Spain_ to a Peace, order’d the Abbat _du Bois_, the _French_ Ambassador at _London_, to sign the Treaty commonly call’d _The Quadruple Alliance_, in Conjunction with the Ambassadors of _England_ and the Emperor. He also repeated his Orders to the Duke of _St. Aignan_, to try all the means imaginable to prevail on the King of _Spain_ to accede to the Terms that were propos’d to him by the Quadruple Alliance; but his Catholic Majesty persisted so long in his Refusal, that his Royal Highness resolv’d to declare War against him, and the Duke of _St. Aignan_ had Orders to demand his Audience of Leave. At that Time the Regent happily discover’d a Conspiracy that was form’d against him in the very Heart of the Kingdom. The King of _England_ had before appriz’d him, that there was some Contrivance on Foot; but the Names of the Conspirators, and what they were to do, was a Secret. Mean time the Regent suspecting that all these Intrigues were only fomented by the Minister of _Spain_, he caus’d the Prince _de la Cellamare_, Ambassador from that Crown, to be so narrowly watch’d that he was soon let into the Secret of the whole Intrigue carrying on against him, which was in short no less than to remove him from the Regency. The _Spanish_ Minister for the better Success had caus’d a Body of Troops to be assembled in _France_, where they stroll’d about like Fellows that dealt in unlicens’d Salt, and other Contraband Goods; but upon a particular Day they were to enter _Paris_, invest the Royal Palace, and to secure the Person of the Regent. The Conspiracy was detected almost at the same Instant that it was to have been executed; and of this the Prince _de Cellamare_ himself was partly the Cause; not that I suspect him of having betray’d the _Spanish_ Minister, but probably he was too credulous of every one that came to him; for I was told, that the Pacquet containing the whole Mystery of the Conspiracy, and the Names of the Conspirators, was put into the Hands of the Abbat _Portocarrero_, in Presence of a Couple of Domesticks, whose infidelity was not perhaps Proof against the Lewidors of the Royal Palace. Besides, this Abbat, tho’ a Person of Merit, had not perhaps Experience or Wisdom enough to behave as was absolutely necessary in so ticklish an Affair. Be this as it will, he set out for _Madrid_ with such Dispatches committed to his Care as contain’d the Fortunes of a great Number of People. He had not travell’d far, when, as he was passing a Ford, his Chaise broke, and he had like to have been drown’d; but notwithstanding the Danger of his Person, he seem’d to be more in Pain for his Trunk than for his Life. This Earnestness for the Preservation of his Trunk gave a Suspicion to those who attended him; and