The Project Gutenberg Historic Court Memoirs

.-The Little Olivier

ment.-His Vengeance.-Co

ed far and wide. He had his wounds dressed and cared for by the surgeons of the French navy, with the intention of giving him me, either as a valet de chambre or a page, so handsome and agreeable this young Itali

erfect model for the Academy. He took small time in losing the manners which he had brought with him from his original calling. I discovered the best 'ton' in him; he would have been far better seated in the interior than outside my equipag

s vanity soon came uppermost; he understood that it was an advancement, and took himse

and they had to be married. I was good-natured enough to be interested in this union, and as I had never any fault to find with the intellige

call Athenais. I thought this request exc

rmented with his suspicions, his reproaches, and his harshness, an attentive and industrious young wife, who loved him with intense love, and was unable to succeed in persuading him of it. From her condition, a modiste cannot dispense with being amiable, gracious, engaging. The little Olivier, as pretty as one can be, easily secured the homage of the cavalie

n discovering what it was right to do with Adrien. I had

pearance of a good heart you hide the ungrateful and insolent rogue. The King needs persons more discreet, less violent, and more polite. Madame de Montespan gave you up to the King; Madame de Montespan has taken you back this morning to her service. You depend for the future on nobody but Madame de Montespan, and it is her alone that you are bound to

retched fellow!" I cried to him; and, at my voice, my lacke

rsailles, who, finding his look somewhat sinister, refused to receive him. He retired to my hotel in Paris, where the Suisse

e proof of his vengeance, ran and set fire to my two storehouses, an

mastered. My Suisse sought everywhere for the Italian, whom he thought to be in danger; he stumbled against his corpse. What a scene! What an affliction! The commis

lf. They looked upon this young villain as a martyr, and at once dedicated

eaders, to whom I have just narrated the facts with entire frankness, can see well that, instead

for whom we have never done aught; but the outrages of those whom we