Madalenna looked fearfully at her mistress, who was holding a kerchief to her eyes.
‘Madame,’ stammered Madalenna, ‘I wish to offer― my― my deep
sympathy.’
Catherine answered from the depth of the kerchief: ‘You may go,
Madalenna. Leave me― leave me―’
As the door shut on Madalenna, Catherine thrust the kerchief into her mouth to stifle the gusty laughter which was shaking her.
Madalenna’s sympathy! Perhaps others in this palace would be sorry for a
woman whom they believed to have lost her lover?
She was exultant. Thoughts of murder had haunted her for so long; now she would be their master. She understood much now. The future, brilliant and powerful, stretched out before her; and she was free to take what she wanted.
She had been the victim of her emotions― hot-blooded, impetuous, making so many mistakes. She had been Catherine de’ Medici in love.
But now she was free. It was the end of Catherine de’ Medici in love.
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THE END
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Table of Contents
HENRY THE BRIDEGROOM
CATERINA THE BRIDE
THE WEDDING
THE MISTRESS
CATHERINE THE WIFE
THE LOVE CHILD
THE FRIGHTENED DAUPHINE
Chapter 10
Chapter 11