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But the stmngest Emulsion is that you don’t have to id: to get results from it. It keeps up the athlete’s strontium fit on thin people, makes a fretful/ baby hoary, kingsmlortoapale girl’s cheekgand pre- vent! coughs, colds and consumption. point about .900th ALL DRUGOISTS: 50c. AND $1.00. ” Mm 111‘“. mull! ma‘m m" us'aow we can completetne victory ‘oncewehavedrlvsnherootwmn the King returns fi-om Rambouiliet he must and her fled and then-" He and they all smiled. As soon as the King could bear exciting news there would be exciting news for him with a vow Defies had so far listened in silence. She now made a suggestion. “Can we not frighten her away?” she said. “If she could be persuaded her life is in danger, once the King has left the pal- ace, she will go of- her own accord. I am’qmtereadytoseeherand tellhor so. . , For Denise was still haunted by the desire, through some act of selfmri- fleaâ€"and to visit Madame do Pompa- dour would be a painful humiliation,â€" , to atone for what her conscience call~ ed treachery in the past to the cause. And if only the Pompadour would leave, Andre would be really free from her baleful influence and even now might be saved against himself. "It is not necessary, Mademoiselle," the Chevalier said. "I have just come from Madame's salon." The company that had welcomed his noiseless entry waited breathlessly. "I think I have con- vinced her she had better leave Ver- sailles this very afternoon.” Denise joined heartily in the sigh of relief. But the Chevalier’s next sen. tence was disquieting. “The Vicomte de Nerac," he said, “is now in au~ dience with the King.” What did that mean? Had the King sent for him? He was strong enough to see him? Had the doctors permitted it? Were the ministers and the con- fessor to be present? The Chevalier could not answer these questions. But he could vouch for the fact, as the Vi- comte had him f told him half an hour ago of the oyal summons. “More than ever the grisette must leave," the Abbe de St. Victor pro- nounced. “Else the Vicomte will be her agent and effect a reconciliation." Mont Rouge and the Duke de Pont- ~uac,muaumholauedoo'usquanor nst-No.1."- ‘ WMIMMrrcusiatuhum'mortah“fJ:adotaadlwlnf"u mgiu'um.” Mfludmtlemfll. on osirodand “more ruthmMadu-o, munu’muu” an” lotted rain. You have achieved dro said. .ground. 3-“ my $hoputahsndtohisshouldor.“And Mfufllypbyddmsutoflngmsthey Thecurtsin man you. Mar-e your reward?" She was wooing him Washomdyspopuamtherfg‘m quise?" repeated the Duke Importnr- as she wooed all men. l ”Monomer from liver or - bably.holdlngonttdl°boxtone- - ritwhmluvomlmMWMwa “WM“WW'WW "'° mm; “WWW“. our. 0031 “wand easy or over- Denise saw all the flushed laces, the doctor . hich joy,the banished fears. Too late! 7300 in ' mafia-och. orw be! late! She could not save Andre. No, but perhaps she could still punish the life she not had woman who had uduoed and ruined her jewels with her. , . s a erful in ting tonic 'I’o- voritc {Breecription" mpnrts strength to Dr. Piano's Pleasant Pellets gs: “Of com-so I will gladly take my No one could have taken him for a ed. All! If shqreturned now to one of H £31153?" 4' ,7 A I de, a Croix de St. Louis, and a Cor- â€"- inhaled institutln CHAPTER XXVI. Dr. Horse's Favorite Prescrl uon is a terest thought in his mind was that in p he could not find Yvonne, but at "The and s s towomsn's delicate stem. “80 it is Nerac after all?" And Yvonne bad news to give him as . not be Nerac.” in that very afternoon to meet a ‘ tlnctly fem nine in particular. l-or over- young man retorted lightly. had felt sure Monseigneur ought to seamstressos,‘shop«lrls.”‘housc«kecpcrs. divined his meaning. leaped at the chance that fate, which is the test earthly boon. being no- As a soothi and strengthening nerv- nor elsewhere, I fancy." Behind the could be no other than George Onslow, "Er ’ h h dulng nervous excitability. irritability, They shook hands in silence, bad, in “d the woman. Would s e be t e dance, and other GISU'BSSln , nervous . mysterious “princess," whose dancing a wench askxn for on in the was g y uterus. It induces refreshing sine and 9 about, but she seemed distressed at not him. Or would it b" some ““1““an the no I , liver and bowels. the man she loved. chance," she answered. Andre was pacing down the gallery. third miracle! Tho gidsetts had vanish- rulned man, for ought than a proud the King's castles it would be to the .7 lulmrgramol oflicer in the Chevau-legers de la Gar- Bastile, not Versailles. - ' " a ‘ .mcoiniort it has been well said. don Bleu. Though he knew that fate prolonged misery. . had at last mitten him down, the bit- um “um" km” ‘5 ”mum“ What had Andre almond? scientific medicine, carefully devised by a few hours Madame de Pompadour When he had reached the stables gn or leased gnd skillful physician, would be flying, too, from Versailles. . The twelve hours would run out; she Cock with the Spurs of Gold.” whither "13 mod ?’ native #11:??er or; icing would never see him again. he hurried. he was not disappointed. "0°“ “ 9 9" Andre started. The Chevalier was at thrilling as unexpected The English his elbow. "No,” he answered, “it will spy she had learned was coming to the the whole 9 stem and to the omns dis- “The best swordsman in France will strange woman, and the meeting was " ' w rked. ' orn ut.” r n-dnwn.” dcblllo to ‘be sure. take a lot of killing. the to be kept a solemn secret. Yvonne a?“ teac‘l’icrsfmiliintg-s drossmakcrs, The flash in Andre's eye showed with know, and had ventured as far as the nursl mothers. m lccble women m- what true sympathy the Chevalier had Palace in search of him. Andre's heart ersllyffih. Homes Favoriw Prescription had buffeted him so sorely had new one as an sppotizing cordial and ro- "Well, Vlcomte, let us say adieu. ' “0an. tonic. We shall not meet again in Versailles, by a miracle put in his way. The ”0 lno Fa orl ‘ ‘ lad ' v to cscripton" an un, tone of raillery peeped out a strange, t'hiethwmfihgenlijggt cor-33:: 55:51:12? and is invaluable in nllsying a sub- “th tragic, mflty ' nervous exhaustion. nervous pbr‘ostatlon, fact. separated a few paces when the gin: 533.3%. gegxzizgd 3:: neuralgia, hyste " “yum" 1,, m” Chevalier added carelessly, "There’s ' ' symptoms commonly “a. not upon had om stirred his blood in London, ‘“”°“°“" "‘1 "9"“ “m °’ ““ stablesâ€"Yvonne or some such nameâ€"l the woman who had sat d she loved couldn't make out what it was all relieves mental anxiety and deltronv ency. ca t like himself in the terrible toils 39m”! “r" 'm' "m PM“ ”‘5' me“ ofuathystery which bid for to be the the. ado-s Eurtoukeuundv. He hurried surname F. Gram rm dam-icy. Coroner for Victoria' County. mooâ€"m, cor. Kent end [And- rey-sin. (former roadsnee' of late Dr 3 Telephone as. 31 Cambridge-St, LINDSAY. MMIMTMNCoum-y Fonnerly of B’ackntock, Ont. GRADUATE OF QUIET! m. Specia' sticntiou will be given to Mid- wifery, Diseases of Women and Diseases of Children. NOW LOCATED AT JANETVILLE (Successor to Dr. Nasmith.) Graduate of Trinity University and Out. Medical College for Women, Toronto Special atlenlion given to Diseases of Women and Children. Office 81 Kont-Oh,l.lndsay. Menus-n.2to5pm. ‘- DIN T18!" .â€" tionlng such a trifle.” away. chartrain were holding ah earnest con- versation in whispers with the Cheva- lier. What the Chevalier said clearly gave them great satisfaction, and Mont Rouge studied with ill-concealed joy a paper which looked like a plan that the Chevalier had produced. “The time has come for the dice,” Mont Rouge said decisively. With the help of the Duke he cleared a table and laid out on it four dice-boxes. “The ladies will throw as well as the gentlemen?" asked the Comtesse des Forges. She was looking meaning- ly at Mont Rouge. “It is hardly necessary," the Duke said carelessly. “But if one lady be good enough to take her chance then all must. What do you say, ladies?” “I am always unlucky,” remarked the Duchess, “so I will take my chance." “And you, Marquise?" the Duke turned deferentially to Denise. Mont Rouge took ‘up one of the dice-boxes and began to rattle it noisily. Had his courage not been beyond reproach, a close observer might have thought he: was at that moment very nervous. The Comtesse des Forges was yawning at her beautiful face in the mirror. Before Denise could reply, Andre was seen standing on the threshold. A cold air seemed at once to blow over the room. No one oflered a word of greeting, and the conversation pro- ceeded Just as if a lackey had enter- ed. The Chevalier, indeed, went so far as to bow haughtily and to leave the room With the air of a man who found Andre’s presence an intolerable intru- sion. Denise alone marked how pale Andre was and how his dark eyes burned A choking sensation, as if her lheart had ceased to beat, mastered er. “I am sure,” Andre said very slowly and distinctly. “It will interest you '13- dies and gentlemen to know that I have ceased to be Captain of the Queen's Guards, by His Majesty's com- mands." A rustle of skirts, a suppress- ed exclamation, a snuifbox dropped. showed in the dead silence the emotion this news had produced. “I am order- ed,” Andre continued. “to retire to BABY WASIEI] m: MERE SKELHBN In Torments a Year and a Half with Terrible Sores on Face and Body --Hands Tied to Stop Scratchizg ruin of tbem'all? _ ”WWW McLennan Co. of one thing. Could be but hear what passed at that meeting he would be Curtain Stretchers Horse Clippers Yvonne! Andre halted dead. Yvonne! Name of St Denys, what did that mean? For a moment he wavered as if he hoped against hope that Denise might appear. Then his spurs rang out on the polished door. He was hurrying to the stables. The Chevalier went back to the auto- chamber. “Only two," Mont Rouge was saying, as he entered the room. “only two threw sixes, two ladies curiously enough, the Comtesse des Forges and the Marquise de Beau Seiour.” “How stupid,” yawned the Comtesse "Must we throw again? Or, perhaps. Mademoiselle Denise will kindly with- draw and leave me victor?" "No, no,” protested Mont Rouge, “the cast of the dice must be fairly played out: I insist. And the company un- animously Weed with him. "Oh, very well.” The Comtcsse shrug- ged her shoulders. “Comte, you shall throw for me this time.” Mont Rouge took up one of the dice- boxes which he had been fingering for some minutes. “And will the Marquise permit me or wvwoun «any. Copyright (law) by G. P. Putnam’s Sons. gh the heated, suffocating room and was now in the royal bed-chamber. Suddenly the subdued babel of tongues ceased as if by magic. The doors were opening. Dukes, ministers, nobles, lack- km“ eys pushed and fought to get to the “in you sure?” trout. The King was dead! Resolutely . fiewated the question on one side. the Swiss Guards stemmed the surg- an: 910:." she cried passionately, ing tide. Ha! the King‘s physician. aplotof my enemies. They filed to Dead silence. me? you and they miled. New this “Nobles of the realm, and gentle- .” is their last device. They have men." cried the physician, “I am happy issued the King, that his sick body to say that the sacred person of His wall into the hands of the priests, Majesty is no longer in danger.” A dull 15ml torture his soul till they have roar as of inarticnlate wild beasts rose :gitened him into dismissing me. and fell. “With God’s help the King of mean one woman do against the France will, we trust, be shortly re- man, whose bishops keep mistresses stored to perfect health.” ' gate King does? Nothing, nothing. I The doors were closed again. The unlined. l fly from here that I may Comte de Mont Rouge wiped his brow. heVmilles free. Do you save your- "It is now or never,” he whispered .1 x can protect you no longer. savagely to the Duke ofi’ontchartrain. he me up. go back to the Court, “Yes, now or never,” smiled the angle on the unfortunateâ€"it is not Duke, “for I prefer the society of the aisle for you. Even my wenchcs ladies of Versailles and Paris to that “that. and dare to insult me‘.” of the drabs and higots of Pontchar- ‘iio. Madame, I will not give you up." train.” ‘Poor, mad fool!" But the sudden, flush .n that haggard face all have inspired a man under sen- r. -- of death to hope and iov 'lstll will save you yet, Marquise.” he looked at him. fixedly. “Vicom- t'she moaned, wi:h an exceeding bit- scy, “save me. Yes, save me, I im- hw m" liar helplessness and her misery, in, who twenty-four hours ago had « the Queen of Love to thefSove ._. (1 France. did not appeal in vain. The King may recover,” he said, ‘ lot lly yet. If in twelve hours I do . return you will never see me again. » but not oil then, for God‘s sake yountelf, Madame.” Relieve a. clueâ€"-know something?” u.- ‘Iemre to keep him, but he‘bow- tinsel! resolutely out, and he knew _N flung herself back into that in front of the fire to watch her ' - ' as! her ambitions flicker out ' the dy ing flames in the remorse- Irch of the hours. ‘5 time he boldly left by the pub- mes. Y'the hours! Twelve hours? he had Ella no in formation. He had spoken the inf hmation of sheer pity; he had nothing but a fierce and m 2» resolve. 'lldre." milled softly a. voice he only too well. Denise wasvstand. h the em pty gallery, and in her {here was something of the hunted ' and fear Madame de Pompa- hd read in hts. “Andre, you have ' to see her 1’” 7n." many steps nearer to the solution of the blood-stained riddle of "No. 101." Perhaps he could yet save Madame de Pompadour, yet win Denise, yet take vengeance on his foes. The hand of destiny was in this. With “No. .101" his life had as it were begun: 'at each stage he had been now thwarted. now strangely aided, by the acts of the un- known traitor; with “No. 101” it was clearly fated to end. Despair, insatiable curiosity, the blind impetus of forces hecould not control, alike steeled him to make the attempt. Yvonne was easily persuaded: in deed. she had already schemed for it. and with her help he lay‘concealed in the room of meeting and awaited with a beating pulse the arrival of the traitors. The spy proved to be George Onslow, as he had guessed, and Andre studied his able, sleuth-hound face. the dark eyes of slumbering passion, and the sensual lips, with the eery yet loy- ous shiver of one who feels that here is an opponent with whom reckoning ' ,. to throw for her," inquired the Cheva- must be made before life is over. The FMN 5 SMITH, 0. L. S are lier. woman, however, was unknown to him. “3‘ (5'11 5081119013 Hui . Denise assented with a nod. But the She was certainly not the crystal-rant. , ' pmptlystteodod to. Box 25, loath”. “'_ 1. mm Clot-hot the In“. suggestion-did not seem to please the Nothing more unlike the black hair Comtesse. A gleam of Vindictive male- and dark eyebrows. the creamy skin. I, do” In”. on ‘3.” valence lingered under her heavy ndg, of that mysterious enchantress could “d births glance from ant Rouse reassur- bédiwnwz this "had lady :23 “33:10 Wit. rum ed er. y we say step The Chevalier advanced and threw a straight from s pastel by Lemur. or. n 9350113 ‘L EDUCATION “3"" m“' “‘ four and a three. Mont Rouge, the com- Andre thought. from the Salon do is «sandal to sot-cam in the business pany standing round and watching Venus at Versailles, 8 8‘” With the worldofto-day. Thessboolthstprovidos eagerly, threw carelessly enough a two figure of Diana and that indeflnable be but tninin g along the» lines is the and a one. carriage and air which only centuries «mu m ms coitus “Bungler!” cried the 00th, “you of high birth and the company ohsuch Yum heat 1 on, Toronto. Superior courses in all subjects. Students desired have lost." can bestow. Denise's grey eyes and ex- "‘1 did my best," Mont Rouge answer- $11336 Dose of head were not more to positions. Enter anv ti» o. Write for ed, looking into her eyes, and he added characteristic of the quality that the catalogue. r. I. Israel, Principal in a whisper, “my best for you, You noblesse of the anion regime rightly _ have lost, but I have won." claimed as their monopoly, than were I" The Comtesse put, her hand warning. the blue eyes and innocent insolencs of - o 0 - - ly on her lips. Her gaze lingered on Do- the 3W. And Yet Andre felt that also, pale and calm, accepting her vic- in the most mysterious and irritating tory as the inevitable will of fate. “My way she reminded him of some one. congratulations, Mademoiselle,” she But of Whom? Of whom? And then he said in the silky tones with which almost laughed out loud. Of Yvonne! ' women preface the insult of a kiss to They both talked in English 88 En:- their most-teared .rlvnl lish was talked in London, without a " trace of a foreign accent Now if one thing was certain Yvonne did not know a word of English, for he had tried hr:- bymanypltfallsinthepastsnd s}.- gaily the Chevalier carelessly and un- had simply showed boorish but natur- noticed took up the dice, first the four g1 ignomce, Nor could it be the and the three he had thrown for De- crystal-gszer, for he remembered her nine and then the two and the English was not the English of the one thrown by Mont Rouge, which salons. Once only did they drop into were still lying on the table. As French, and then Andre was he Wt hack the two and the puzzled than ever. Onslow spoke it ex- traordinarily well, yet his accent bo- trayed him at once: the girl, however, . revealed to a noble's sensitive ear the and Tearing at Flesh-But idiom and tone so much more difficult to acquire than mere accent of the Fan- . bourg St. Germain. Had the Comtesse 'CURE BY CUTICURA Comtesse des Forges for l 800d half- board that sentence she would hav ‘ hour, fill her husband stammered with gain it might hgve boon gpoken by the COMPLETE AND SPEEDY l rage and Mont Rouse was mlky Jealousy. Just as the company were breaking up a_sweating horse dashed into the instables of the palace Andre flung him- self from the saddle. He had ridden from “The Cook with the Spurs of Gold" at a break-neck alien and his spurs were red. He now hurried 08 to Madame de Pompadour’s salon, burst. ing in from the secret staircase. Madame gave him one look. “Be- gone! quick, hussy.” she cried to the maid who was packing. The scared girl fled from the room. “Well?“ Madame held out her arms is. awful suspense. “Is the secret despatch," Andre pant- ed, “still in your keeping?" “Yes, yes, what of it?" He sat down and wiped his face. “Ah! thank God!" he muttered. Madame kneeled down beside him. “What is it?” she asked, in a caressing voice, “does the King want it?" :1, hoursâ€"oh, they have warned r.[slxall sfeep in a cell at Vincen- ‘c‘mmge, pshaw! The King alone a“ 5379 me and I have lat hm Washing Iachlnes Clothes Wringers Alabastine Kalsomine Prism Paint Floor Wax Glazed Sewer Pipe Portland Cement Fire Clay CHAPTER XXV. The excitement was rather increased than diminished by the report of the King’s recovery. Indeed, throughout, men’s and women's thoughts were ab- sorbed: far more feverishly with the fortunes of Madame de Pomdadour than with those of Louis himself. A Mace revolution was what was de- sired, vengeance on the woman who had threatened to become dictator, a happy return to the old order; and the King’s illness was only important as thytraordinary miracle which would accomplish what was so passionately prayed for. The noble gentlemen and ladies spent the next hour in agitating suspense. And when it was reported that the King had rallied-so marvellous- lyastobeoutofbedtoeatandto talk, the high hopes sank. Another miracle had supervened to undo the work of the first. “A fig for miracles,” said Pontchar- train. “Voltaire and the philosophers are right; they are either stupid, use less, or meaningless. We can get on so much better without them.” The “saints" of the circle in the Queen's ante-chamber were mexpress- ibly shocked. And they sighed at the inscrutable and irritating way in which things in this world ‘were ordered by Providence. “Your theology, my dear. Duke,” sa- vours of bourgeois vulgarity and ig- norance. Heaven will only help those who help themselves. That woman must be ruined before the King is well enough to become insane again. If we can only drive her from the palace to- day she will never return.” “And.” Mont Rouge added signifi- antly, “there is a pleasant pit into .vwhich we can drive her. Elle fall will break her charming neck.” He began to explain very earnestly his scheme, which was listened to with the most eager attention. “We have her,” he wound up, trium- phantly. “I shall not spend the winter at Mont Rouge." . The next news was very inspiriting. Kin , on the advice of his; physic- 1mm, was to leave Versailles for Rama- bouillet, where change 0 air an , presently, some of his favoritehunting would completely restore his health. He was to leave that afternoon,.accom- panied only by his confessor, biophy- sician, and half a dozenservants. “Poor fellow," commented Pontchar- train, “how bored he will he. 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McIlHflGEY ’8, Kylie’s Old Stand 30.2119 said, very quietly. “you Denise looked at him. tremb- .ou Can on 15' save me if I now at .30 on my :znees to my 1098. To .1 Vouid gladly do it, for I M70 ,. “» You and I love you, but to ntv‘eri never!" 'n appealing siâ€" LUNDON an ‘38 LIVERPOOL ‘Cl COMPAH Y . GLOBE INSU FIRE A§D LIFE. odd. Ill ............... summons hvotodhm... MM Much -of the conversation was quite unintelligible. There was a reconcilia- tion to begin with. and Andre marvel- (TaboOonbfiI-od) “My little son, when about a year and a half old begun-to have sores come out on his face. I had a phy- siciantreat him. but the soresgrewworsc. Then they began to come on his arms thenonother partso! his body, and then one we on his chest, worse than theothers. Then‘lcolied another physi- cian. Still he grew worse. At the end ofabouta earandahalfofsufi'en’n hegrewsotiadlbadtotiehishands. in cloths at night vto keep him frog t JOSEPH MERE-1AM,“ Auctioneer up, “ the M31131” mo" Ie was so: friendship when she govern. _\'ow that she is fallen .. misery 1 will not be shell 3 das- ' _ :6 myself by 1181me to . , 1 will not!" 2 mad,” she cried incoher- (if: his clunky fired her heart. ”must do as you think 1’18”: . 't he said gently, “and M mutt , IMel for ireâ€"how cruel-flow! ”to: Speak! lie broke o! and 1'" 50 ,f are Oei: :‘e Boeuf. 20“.?“ denser than ever. - .e um .~ .- had lust passed i ( man cher.” She ”twed’ l aunt advised me to try and Ointment. 80 great inltthatshegavemeasmsllpieueof Cuticura Soap to ' Cuticura Ointment. .'I took it home without an faith. but to p tried it, an it seemed to u sores a little. I sent-to the re and got a cake of Cuticura and a box of Cuticura Ointment and allowed the directions, and at the end of about two months the sores wereall well. He has never had any some ofnny kind “The King has already left Veneti- since. 59 is. now strong and healthy, 5 lea; he is now on his way to Rambouil- and I can sincerely say‘thatoniy to; I let. < now-.3». in: .v hwts‘ < ~ LINDSAY HARBLE WORKS s. casussss, Prop. on] A o ... _must endure.” , , , “a?” fin? T “73, we shall make you a gmmgpd at s- i h e c ere a e. . q. ’ty 1 moral: figfififi’gfi ysafi’d to the grl- yourmostiwonderful remedies .my re- , A cry of despair was wrung from 2' And .. ‘ CO'~'g'~’131i111<3311Ci pure . i an education which owns childwrould have died fromt use her. Then I am indeed ruined," she ind» 5;, t’ sette, yours 33 moment.” terriblesom lined only weaken! moaned. “You have come to tell the “m "3m 5 promises m6 infinite 3‘“ soapandaboucchreeboxasotommenc. .. . part of the new informs» Mrs heldo so. Ah. she sobbed, he head in her G - s But the beat me Madame de Pom- ’w‘mdE 0:893. £ng F.1D., 150' 1' hands on his knees. w?elg '3 mfg? 31:: again to see the ' 3 22' 905' to‘No," he raised her up. “I have come ' Ma esty had listened to _ ' save you.” ““3"“ was. 3...... .. m... 11cm; PIMPLES mm..............,........ Jen! Powder ' doctors too, had forbidden any \ _ lous. In 13 dead» , ourâ€"both :1; interviews. The King must on no ‘CW- ed by Cuticura in Nebrasla. :rlt and 762:3 v months snottedaiiii‘;anlrgigectli1 l;nysica k0,“! had suffered with itch “d Mug” ~ ‘ ”won andmvrimmmfl' sued the Ki: r 3?: 5.893 ° . . ' ' 1 “You are mad or drunk.u 8h. pushed NM? afifiififlfiilfitu m ntlllwhit life ti; fits of 3100:} re-. 1 . ‘ ‘ him away angrily. ‘ ”Panama,” dessert. mm.” and superstition, was again “Noâ€"no." He almost forced her into halter. Pr; ° wc. read! m his illness, to listen to the a seat and began to talk rapidly and . ., Ce, ”kn; pemonstmnces from the Church with intense conviction. Madame lis- ' ”manure. lior‘dgthe Court mtmm’anm m that the memory the appari- mwhichhadbeenthe causeofbis m had played its part in _ “saw his determination to m Wot Madame de Pompadour.’ , “She. too. must leave Versailles." St.