CHAPTER XLVI.
JEANNE THE PROTECTRESS.
M. le Cardinal de Rohan received, two days after his visit to M.Boehmer, the following note:
"His Eminence the Cardinal de Rohan knows, doubtless, where he will sup this evening."
"From the little countess," said he; "I will go."
Among the footmen given to her by the cardinal, Jeanne had distinguishedone, black-haired and dark-eyed, and, as she thought, active andintelligent. She set this man to watch the cardinal, and learned fromhim that he had been twice to M. Boehmer's. Therefore she concludedthe necklace was bought, and yet he had not communicated it to her. Shefrowned at the thought, and wrote the note which we have seen.
M. de Rohan sent before him a basket of Tokay and other rarities, justas if he was going to sup with La Guimard or Mademoiselle Dangeville.Jeanne determined not to use any of it at supper.
"When they were alone, she said to him:
"Really, monseigneur, one thing afflicts me."
"What, countess?"
"To see, not only that you no longer love me, but that you never haveloved me."
"Oh, countess! how can you say so?"
"Do not make excuses, monseigneur; it would be lost time."
"Oh, countess!"
"Do not be uneasy; I am quite indifferent about it now."
"Whether I love you or not?"
"Yes, because I do not love you."
"That is not flattering."
"Indeed, we are not exchanging compliments, but facts. We have neverloved each other."
"Oh, as for myself, I cannot allow that; I have a great affection foryou, countess."
"Come, monseigneur, let us esteem each other enough to speak the truth,and that is, that there is between us a much stronger bond thanlove--that is, interest."
"Oh, countess, what a shame!"
"Monseigneur, if you are ashamed, I am not."
"Well, countess, supposing ourselves interested, how can we serve eachother?"
"First, monseigneur, I wish to ask you a question. Why have you failedin confidence towards me?"
"I! How so, pray?"
"Will you deny that, after skilfully drawing from me the details--which,I confess, I was not unwilling to give you--concerning the desire of acertain great lady for a certain thing, you have taken means to gratifythat desire without telling me?"
"Countess, you are a real enigma, a sphinx."
"Oh, no enigma, cardinal; I speak of the queen, and of the diamondswhich you bought yesterday of MM. Boehmer and Bossange."
"Countess!" cried he, growing pale.
"Oh, do not look so frightened," continued she. "Did you not concludeyour bargain yesterday?"
He did not speak, but looked uncomfortable, and half angry. She took hishand.
"Pardon, prince," she said, "but I wished to show you your mistake aboutme; you believe me foolish and spiteful."
"Oh, countess, now I understand you perfectly. I expected to find you apretty woman and a clever one, but you are better than this. Listen tome: you have, you say, been willing to become my friend without lovingme?"
"I repeat it," replied she.
"Then you had some object?"
"Assuredly. Do you wish me to tell it to you?"
"No; I understand it. You wished to make my fortune; that once done, youare sure that my first care would be for yours. Am I right?"
"Yes, monseigneur; but I have not pursued my plans with anyrepugnance--the road has been a pleasant one."
"You are an amiable woman, countess, and it is a pleasure to discussbusiness with you. You have guessed rightly that I have a respectfulattachment towards a certain person."
"I saw it at the Opera ball," she said.
"I know well that this affection will never be returned."
"Oh, a queen is only a woman, and you are surely equal to CardinalMazarin."
"He was a very handsome man," said M. de Rohan, laughing.
"And an excellent minister," said Jeanne.
"Countess, it is superfluous trouble to talk to you; you guess and knoweverything. Yes, I do wish to become prime minister. Everything entitlesme to it--my birth, my knowledge of business, my standing with foreigncourts, and the affection which is felt for me by the French people."
"There is but one obstacle," said Jeanne.
"An antipathy."
"Yes, of the queen's; and the king always ends by liking what she likes,and hating what she hates."
"And she hates me? Be frank, countess."
"Well, monseigneur, she does not love you."
"Then I am lost! Of what use is the necklace?"
"You deceive yourself, prince."
"It is bought."
"At least, it will show the queen that you love her. You know,monseigneur, we have agreed to call things by their right names."
"Then you say you do not despair of seeing me one day prime minister?"
"I am sure of it."
"And what are your own ambitions?"
"I will tell you, prince, when you are in a position to satisfy them."
"We will hope for that day."
"Now let us sup."
"I am not hungry."
"Then let us talk."
"I have nothing more to say."
"Then go."
"How! is that what you call our alliance? Do you send me away?"
"Yes, monseigneur."
"Well, countess, I will not deceive myself again about you." Beforeleaving, however, he turned, and said, "What must I do now, countess?"
"Nothing; wait for me to act. I will go to Versailles."
"When?"
"To-morrow."
"And when shall I hear from you?"
"Immediately."
"Then I abandon myself to your protection; au revoir, countess."