In spite of the secrecy which surrounded Gabrielle, it was difficult to long deceive the commander of a company.  He heard the singing of two voices; he saw the lights at night in the dwelling on the seashore; he guessed that Etienne’s orders, repeated constantly, for flowers concerned a woman; he discovered Gabrielle’s nurse making her way on foot to Forcalier, carrying linen or clothes, and bringing back with her the work-frame and other articles needed by a young lady.  The spy then watched the cottage, saw the physician’s daughter, and fell in love with her.  Beauvouloir he knew was rich.  The duke would be furious at the man’s audacity.  On those foundations the Baron d’Artagnon erected the edifice of his fortunes.  The duke, on learning that his son was falling in love, would, of course, instantly endeavor to detach him from the girl; what better way than to force her son into a marriage with a noble like himself, giving his son to the daughter of some great house, the heiress of large estates.  The baron himself had no property.  The scheme was excellent, and might have succeeded with other natures than those of Etienne and Gabrielle; with them failure was certain.

During his stay in Paris the duke had avenged the death of Maximilien by killing his son’s adversary, and he had planned for Etienne an alliance with the heiress of a branch of the house of Grandlieu,—­a tall and disdainful beauty, who was flattered by the prospect of some day bearing the title of Duchesse d’Herouville.  The duke expected to oblige his son to marry her.  On learning from d’Artagnon that Etienne was in love with the daughter of a miserable physician, he was only the more determined to carry out the marriage.  What could such a man comprehend of love,—­he who had let his own wife die beside him without understanding a single sigh of her heart?  Never, perhaps, in his life had he felt such violent anger as when the last despatch of the baron told him with what rapidity Beauvouloir’s plans were advancing,—­the baron attributing them wholly to the bonesetter’s ambition.  The duke ordered out his equipages and started for Rouen, bringing with him the Comtesse de Grandlieu, her sister the Marquise de Noirmoutier, and Mademoiselle de Grandlieu, under pretext of showing them the province of Normandy.

A few days before his arrival a rumor was spread about the country—­by what means no one seemed to know—­of the passion of the young Duc de Nivron for Gabrielle Beauvouloir.  People in Rouen spoke of it to the Duc d’Herouville in the midst of a banquet given to celebrate his return to the province; for the guests were glad to deliver a blow to the despot of Normandy.  This announcement excited the anger of the governor to the highest pitch.  He wrote to the baron to keep his coming to Herouville a close secret, giving him certain orders to avert what he considered to be an evil.