CHAPTER NINE
The Duke’s plan to go to the ‘house in the woods’ was, however, vetoed with something like horror by Lady Isabella the next day.
“It would be running away!” she exclaimed. “Surely, Sebastian, you must realise that today all Paris will be talking of what happened last night. Those who dislike the Cardinal and are against him will be extolling Amé to the skies, the others, those who have already been converted to admiration of the magician or who think it politic to keep in with the Prince de Rohan, will be spreading the most hideous slanders and making us all out to be fiends incarnate. To disappear now would be to play right into their hands. Besides, have you forgotten the date?”
“The date?” the Duke questioned. “What has the date to do with it?”
“A great deal,” Isabella
