“Has got off without any accident. He is awaiting your majesty at Cours la Reine.”
“But in what carriage do we start?”
“I have provided for everything; a carriage below is waiting for your majesty.”
“Let us go to the king.”
D’Artagnan bowed and followed the queen. The young Louis was already dressed, with the exception of his shoes and doublet; he had allowed himself to be dressed, in great astonishment, overwhelming Laporte with questions, who replied only in these words, “Sire, it is by the queen’s commands.”
The bedclothes were thrown back, exposing the king’s bed linen, which was so worn that here and there holes could be seen.