CHAPTER SIX
Cardinal de Rohan yawned as he sat at ease in his coach.
“It is taking us an unconscionable time to get to Versailles tonight,” he remarked to his companion and secretary, Monsieur Ramon de Carbonnières.
“It is always the same, Your Eminence,” Monsieur Ramon replied. “I have remarked a dozen times that the road should be widened.”
There was a cry from outside and then the Cardinal’s coach lurched perilously as the coachman pulled the horses to one side to allow the passage of another travelling at what appeared to be breakneck speed.
“Nom de Dieu!” Monsieur Ramon exclaimed. “Who can be passing us in such a perilous fashion?”
The Cardinal leaned forward.
In the light of the lanterns it was possible to catch a fleeting glimpse of postilions and outriders liveried in blue a
