_Furet._ The marquis, convinced by what he had seen, went the next morning to _Versailles_, and told all the young nobility of his acquaintance what had pass’d; which by being buzz’d about, in four and twenty hours became the talk of all the court. _Scar._ Oh brave archbishop of _Rheims_! Was no body worthy of being made a cuckold by you, but your brother in-law? _Furet._ Again mistaken, Mr. _Scarron_, for the charitable archbishop has assisted his nephew too, as well as his brother-in-law, and intends to go round the family. _Scar._ The Devil! This is the most insatiable hog I ever heard of! He devours both the hen and her chickens. Pray excuse me, Monsieur _l’Abbé_: I cannot but think you wrong him now. _Furet._ You may judge of that by the following relation. The archbishop being passionately in love with Madam _d’Aumont_ his niece, and the marquis _de Crequi_’s wife, was resolv’d, the better to insinuate himself with her, to make her jealous of her husband, which he found no difficult matter to do. This done, he went to visit her, and finding her melancholy, said, Madam, I know no reason you have to be so much concern’d at your husband’s infidelity, since it lies in your power to be reveng’d. If he has a mistress, why don’t you get a gallant? I know no injustice in it; and it is the only recompensing counsel I can give you. _Scar._ Ah! _Marchioness_, have at you; I find the hog grows rampant---- Go on, good Sir, this is like a brave metropolitan. _Furet._ The young marchioness did not listen to this proportion; but on the contrary, was surpris’d to find her uncle, an archbishop, make a motion, which had she been inclined to follow, he ought to have given her more virtuous advice. Perceiving her aversion to his proposition, he suspected she might suppose he only said it to try her inclinations, therefore he was resolved to declare his mind in more intelligible terms; which he did in so amorous a style, that the marchioness plainly perceiv’d the archbishop intended to have a share in the revenge. But the young lady, tho’ she would not have made any scruple of it, had it not been for his character, was infinitely concerned at it. _Scar._ Notwithstanding all this, do I see the purple victorious, and the poor victim prostrate. _Furet._ As the archbishop made her frequent presents, and she expected great advantages at his death, so she did not think it prudence to mortify him too much; this filled him with hopes, and made him more amorous: therefore, to blind the husband, and have a better opportunity of lying with his wife, he proposed taking them into his palace, and defraying all their charges. _Scar._ Money is the sinew of love as well as war. The poor marquis, I don’t doubt, was blinded with this fine proposal. More men are made cuckolds by their own follies than by their wives.