Her Royal Lover: A Novel — page 172: what you’re looking at

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164 HER ROYAL LOVER. entreated those who cared for her not to allow him to enter?” Here, they were all conspiring against him, his only hope they were taking from him. Was this already his chastisement? or was she really as dangerously ill as the physician pretended? But, if she was going to die, what would become of him?— him whose jealousy, after having poisoned this young existence, had terminated it by a crime!—by an assassination ! He was so exasperated against himself that he did not hear the reiterated raps which they were dis- creetly knocking at his door. Who dared, then, to disturb him thus? Had he not absolutely forbidden their coming to disturb him? It was Gariatinski again. “May your highness pardon me, but one of the king’ s aides-de-camp is down stairs. His majesty commands your highness to go immediately to the royal palace, having something very urgent to com- municate, this evening, to your highness.” When conscience is not at peace, everything is a matter of terror to us. A secret uneasiness seized the ambassador. This summons of the king, at this hour, and after the events of the day, was very un- usual, “A good pilot, however, is best tried in a storm,” and the ambassador, after having remained alone some moments to collect himself and reflect, set out for the chateau. Gomichooks. co