You are going to hear a beautiful and an admirable story; pay great
attention to every circumstance attending it. The Prince de Conti
having expressed himself dissatisfied with the Chevalier de Lorraine,
because he had said the Prince de la Roche-sur-Yon was in love with
his wife, found an opportunity of telling him, two days ago, in the
gardens of Versailles, that he would do him the honor of fighting him,
because he had offended him by his conversation, etc. The Chevalier
de Lorraine thanked him for the honor he intended him, and wished to
justify himself in what he had said; after which the prince told him
that he might have M. de Marsan for his second, who, hearing himself
named, stepped forward and accepted the office without hesitation,
desiring the Prince de Conti to allow M. de Soissons to be the other
second, as he had long been an enemy to their family. The proposal
was yielded to, the party was formed, the place appointed, the hour
chosen, and secrecy enjoined. Can not you fancy yourself in the times
of the late M. de Boutteville? Each went his way; but the Chevalier de
Lorraine went straight to Monsieur, to whom he related the whole story,
and Monsieur the next moment confided it to the king. You may guess
what he said to his son-in-law. He talked to him for more than two
hours with more of gayety than anger, but in a tone of authority, which
must have caused great repentance. Here the affair ended. The public
thinks the Chevalier de Lorraine ought to have refused upon the spot,
instead of consenting and then betraying every thing; but people of the
trade think that a refusal would have excited some angry words from the
prince, and perhaps some menace not very easy of digestion; and then
to have such a stigma cast upon him, and from a man who is so much to
be dreaded! In this way his conduct has been approved, and the more so
because his courage is unquestionable. What say you to this affair? How
does it appear to you to be handled? Alas! if that sainted princess
were to descend from heaven, and to find her dear son troubled with
such impetuosity, do you not think she would retrace her steps from
grief and affliction? You will talk this over with M. de Vardes. Would
to God that the birth of a Duke of Burgundy, which is hourly expected,
could restore him to us!