CHAPTER XLIX.

MISFORTUNE REFRESHES THE MEMORY. Anne retired to her oratory, quite furious at the part she had been forced to play. "What!" she cried, folding her beautiful arms, "what! the people have seen Monsieur de Condé, a prince of the blood royal, arrested by my mother-in-law, Marie de Medicis; they saw my mother-in-law, their former regent, expelled by the Cardinal; they saw Monsieur de Vendôme, that is to say, the son of Henry IV., a prisoner at Vincennes; and whilst these great personages were imprisoned, insulted, and …