Marriage of the Prince of the Asturias.—An
Ignorant Cardinal.—I Am Made
Grandee of Spain.—The Vidame de Chartres
Named Chevalier of the Golden
Fleece.—His Reception—My Adieux.—A
Belching Princess.—
Return to France.
Volume15.
CHAPTER CXIII
Attempted Reconciliation between Dubois and Villeroy.—Violent
Scene.—
Trap Laid for the Marechal.—Its Success.—His
Arrest.
CHAPTER CXIV
I Am Sent for by Cardinal Dubois.—Flight
of Frejus.—He Is Sought and
Found.—Behaviour of Villeroy in His Exile
at Lyons.—His Rage and
Reproaches against Frejus.—Rise of the
Latter in the King’s Confidence.
CHAPTER CXV
I Retire from Public Life.—Illness and
Death of Dubois. —Account of His
Riches.—His Wife.—His Character.—Anecdotes.—Madame
de Conflans.—
Relief of the Regent and the King.
CHAPTER CXVI
Death of Lauzun.—His Extraordinary Adventures.—His
Success at Court.—
Appointment to the Artillery.—Counter—worked
by Louvois.—Lauzun and
Madame de Montespan.—Scene with the King.—Mademoiselle
and Madame de
Monaco.
CHAPTER CXVII
Lauzun’s Magnificence.—Louvois Conspires
against Him.—He Is
Imprisoned.—His Adventures at Pignerol.—On
What Terms He Is Released.—
His Life Afterwards.—Return to Court.
CHAPTER CXVIII
Lauzun Regrets His Former Favour.—Means
Taken to Recover It.—Failure.—
Anecdotes.—Biting Sayings.—My
Intimacy with Lauzun.—His Illness,
Death, and Character.
CHAPTER CXIX
Ill-Health of the Regent.—My Fears.—He Desires a Sudden Death.— Apoplectic Fit.—Death.—His Successor as Prime Minister.—The Duc de Chartres.—End of the Memoirs.
INTRODUCTION
No library of Court documents could pretend to be representative which ignored the famous “Memoirs” of the Duc de Saint-Simon. They stand, by universal consent, at the head of French historical papers, and are the one great source from which all historians derive their insight into the closing years of the reign of the “Grand Monarch,” Louis XIV: whom the author shows to be anything but grand—and of the Regency. The opinion of the French critic, Sainte-Beuve, is fairly typical. “With the Memoirs of De Retz, it seemed that perfection had been attained, in interest, in movement, in moral analysis, in pictorial vivacity, and that there was no reason for expecting they could be surpassed. But the ‘Memoirs’ of Saint-Simon came; and they offer merits . . . which make them the most precious body of Memoirs that as yet exist.”