and
whatever other Princess of France was proposed to him, he
always said, nothing could make him
amends for her he had been
deprived of. It is certainly true, that my mother was a perfect
beauty; and what is very
remarkable, is, that being the widow of
the Duke of Longueville, three Kings should court her in
marriage. Her ill fortune gave her to the least of them, and
placed her in a kingdom where she meets with nothing but trouble.
They say I
resemble her, but I fear I shall
resemble her only in
her
unhappydestiny; and
whatever fortune may seem to promise me
at present, I can never think I shall enjoy it."
Mademoiselle de Chartres answered the Queen, that these
melancholy presages were so ill-grounded, that they would not
disturb her long, and that she ought not to doubt but her good
fortune would accomplish
whatever it promised.
No one now entertained any further thoughts of Mademoiselle de
Chartres, either fearing to incur the King's
displeasure, or
despairing to succeed with a lady, who aspired to an
alliancewith a Prince of the blood. The Prince of Cleves alone was not
disheartened at either of these
considerations; the death of the
Duke of Nevers his father, which happened at that time, set him
at entire liberty to follow his
inclination, and no sooner was
the time of
mourning expired, but he
whollyapplied himself to
the gaining of Mademoiselle de Chartres. It was lucky for him
that he addressed her at a time when what had happened had
discouraged the approaches of others. What allayed his joy was
his fear of not being the most
agreeable to her, and he would
have preferred the happiness of
pleasing to the
certainty of
marrying her without being beloved.
The Chevalier de Guise had given him some
jealousy, but as it was
rather grounded on the merit of that Prince than on any action of
Mademoiselle de Chartres, he made it his whole
endeavour to
discover, if he was so happy as to have his addresses admitted
and
approved: he had no opportunity of
seeing her but at Court or
public assemblies, so that it was very difficult for him to get a
private conversation with her; at last he found means to do it,
and informed her of his
intention and of his love, with all the
respect imaginable. He urged her to
acquaint him what the
sentiments were which she had for him, assuring her, that those
which he had for her were of such a nature as would render him
eternally
miserable, if she resigned herself
wholly up to the
will of her mother.
As Mademoiselle de Chartres had a noble and
generous heart, she
was
sincerely touched with
gratitude for the Prince of Cleves's
behaviour; this
gratitude gave a certain
sweetness to her words
and answers, sufficient to furnish hopes to a man so desperately
enamoured as the Prince was, so that he
flattered himself in some
measure that he should succeed in what he so much wished for.
She gave her mother an
account of this conversation; and Madam de
Chartres told her, that the Prince of Cleves had so many good
qualities, and discovered a
discretion so much above his years,
that if her
inclination led her to marry him, she would consent
to it with pleasure. Mademoiselle de Chartres made answer, that
she observed in him the same good qualities; that she should have
less
reluctance in marrying him than any other man, but that she
had no particular
affection to his person.
The next day the Prince caused his thoughts to be communicated to
Madam de Chartres, who gave her consent to what was proposed to
her; nor had she the least
distrust but that in the Prince of
Cleves she provided her daughter a husband
capable of securing
her
affections. The articles were concluded; the King was
acquainted with it, and the marriage made public.
The Prince of Cleves found himself happy, but yet not entirely
contented: he saw with a great deal of regret, that the
sentiments of Mademoiselle de Chartres did not
exceed those of
esteem and respect, and he could not
flatter himself that she
concealed more obliging thoughts of him, since the situation they
were in permitted her to discover them without the least violence
done to
modesty. It was not long before he expostulated with her
on this subject: "Is it possible," says he, "that I should
not be happy in marrying you? and yet it is certain, I am not.