She was in the family way by Rion, but hid—­it as much as she could.  Madame de Mouchy was their go-between, although her conduct was as clear as day.  Rion and Mouchy, in fact, were in love with each other, and had innumerable facilities for indulging their passion.  They laughed at the Princess, who was their dupe, and from whom they drew in council all they could.  In one word, they were the masters of her and of her household, and so insolently, that M. le Duc and Madame la Duchesse d’Orleans, who knew them and hated them, feared them also and temporised with them.  Madame de Saint-Simon, sheltered from all that, extremely loved and respected by all the household, and respected even by this couple who made themselves so much dreaded and courted, only saw Madame la Duchesse de Berry during the moments of presentation at the Luxembourg, whence she returned as soon as all was finished, entirely ignorant of what was passing, though she might have been perfectly instructed.

The illness of Madame la Duchesse de Berry came on, and this illness, ill prepared for by suppers washed down by wine and strong liquors, became stormy and dangerous.  Madame de Saint-Simon could not avoid becoming assiduous in her attendance as soon as the peril appeared, but she never would yield to the instances of M. le Duc and Madame la Duchesse d’Orleans, who, with all the household; wished her to sleep in the chamber allotted to her, and which she never put foot in, not even during the day.  She found Madame la Duchesse de Berry shut up in a little chamber, which had private entrances—­very useful just then, with no one near her but La Mouchy and Rion, and a few trusty waiting-women.  All in attendance had free entrance to this room.  M. le Duc and Madame la Duchesse d’Orleans were not allowed to enter when they liked; of course it was the same with the lady of honour, the other ladies, the chief femme de chambre, and the doctors.  All entered from time to time, but ringing for an instant.  A bad headache or want of sleep caused them often to be asked to stay away, or, if they entered, to leave directly afterwards.  They did not press their presence upon the sick woman, knowing only too well the nature of her malady; but contented themselves by asking after her through Madame de Mouchy, who opened the door to reply to them, keeping it scarcely ajar:  This ridiculous proceeding passed before the crowd of the Luxembourg, of the Palais Royal, and of many other people who, for form’s sake or for curiosity, came to inquire the news, and became common town-talk.

The danger increasing, Languet, a celebrated cure of Saint-Sulpice, who had always rendered himself assiduous, spoke of the sacraments to M. le Duc d’Orleans.  The difficulty was how to enter and propose them to Madame la Duchesse de Berry.  But another and greater difficulty soon appeared.  It was this:  the cure, like a man knowing his duty, refused to administer the sacrament, or to suffer it to be administered,