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came in. The king, delighted at seeing her, instantly inquired into her
state of health. She, after a profound reverence, said,

"Sire, how can I be well when there is trouble in my family?"

"Ah, _bon Dieu_! what is this?" said he, turning to me.

"I am insulted, hooted: they say that I have the misfortune to be no
longer in the good graces of your majesty."

"Ah, tell them they lie in their throats," replied the king, kissing me
on the forehead; "you are the woman of my heart, and she whom I would
fain load with honors."

"Your majesty speaks to me," I answered, "with great condescension [my
sister-in-law left the room that she might not spoil the explanation],
but yet you are the cause of the insolences which I am subjected to from
the vile crew."

"What is the matter with you to-day? In truth you are a perfect little
devil."

"I wish I were, that I might punish evil tongues, since there is no king
of France to avenge me."

"You are severe, madame," replied Louis XV, turning his imposing and
handsome face towards me, and to which he vainly endeavored to give an
air of anger. I saw my success, and added,

"Yes, sire, it is insupportable for me to think that I am supposed not
to possess your friendship, and that I only play the part of a temporary
friend. It makes me wretched: you must not be angry if I complain of you
to your royal self."

"Well, well, you madcap, what must I do? Whom must I banish?"

"Oh, sire, no one: with your august support I fear no person; nothing
but appearances."

"You are an excellent creature; in your place madame de Pompadour would
have imprisoned half France."

"That was because she loved revenge better than she loved your majesty.
As for me, I should be miserable if I were the cause of one single
family complaining against you."

The king, delighted at these words, which really came from my heart,
embraced me tenderly two or three times, and said,

"I wish your enemies could understand you, for they would soon be at
your knees. But if we imprison or exile no person, how shall we strike
terror into them?"

"It is not terror but envy that I would excite. Let me be presented at
court, and all my wishes will be satisfied."

"I cannot for the life of me divine why you should lay so much stress
on coming to weary yourself with the ceremonies of myself and daughters.
Heaven preserve you from all the irksomeness of court ceremony!" And
Louis XV sighed. "Did you ever