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  Boudelle Agnes attended a Sunday Mass with his family, and to leave the sacred precincts his mother insisted that they were looking for a market for silk wedding dress. Then, while a llowing for rascal trick he wanted to charge too much for a young blue velvet thought it was the second time her mother was excited with the preparations for a wedding then you may not be conducted. First was the merchant's son and now ... Something made him fear that this marriage is not held. Nonsense thought.
— Agnes — said a voice.
    In front of her was Philippe Guillaume, his former fiance and took a while to recognize.
  — Philippe replied watching with surprise. It looked the same, had lost the sparkle in his eyes and his skin, as if it had been through a difficult experience that completely transformed. Had been the night he spent in jail when he was caught celebrating a mass false?
    — You are beautiful, Agnes. They said they are going to marry the hero of chivalry, is it true?
    She nodded and Philippe was serious when he said how much he regretted what happened.
  Recalling the episode the girl shuddered, then not much affect the youth that commit mischief, though his parents were very angry and condemned, but the encounter with the false sorcerer. It really was scared.
    — Philippe I forgive you, go in peace, 'said the young man in a hurry.
    When his mother saw the young Guillaume gave her bad ways, furious, as she stared at the young Goliardo strangely. How had changed, it seemed young and daring rogue who had courted her for some time, seemed really sorry and sad.
  — Go cheeky rascal, come this way! Oh, I should bring to beguine. But she was so busy ... — His mother complained.
  She's different, 'said the girl as they left the market.
  — Philippe? Yes, it happened a few days in prison. No longer mocks the liturgy with his friends while I say something goliards my daughter, those rascals never change, they are like wolves in sheep. After lamb skin ... They have the wolf, yes sir! Madame Guillaume, his mother, was very offended with us off the wedding. As if we could accept you into our family after what he did with his friends.
      But Agnes was no longer listening, his eyes fixed on a black gentleman walking toward her coat. It could not be, then it was true that he was back in Paris.
  A terror and intense emotion enveloped her when she was approached and his eyes never left his. He had escaped from Saint Martin and his seduction plans, but her feelings for him were still very much alive, had not Forget and judging by his look it either.
  — Who are you and why Monsieur you look at my daughter that way? Her mother asked annoyed.
    Questioned, Count of Montpellier smiled, made a long and lovely bow and presented as a squire of the king: Antoine de Fontaine, Arsène friend of Gauvin.
  Such credentials very favorably impressed Boudelle Madame, who did not know in person the abductor of his daughter and therefore could not tell the truth. Ignoring this detail greeted delighted to squire while her daughter watched both indecisive and troubled. Why the hell did not betray to Louis and his mother told him his real name? Why particip ated allowing this lie, bamboozle gentleman his mother with his charming manner?
      She was relieved and troubled when the young gentleman walked away.
  What squire so well — bred, someone thought it would be more important to judge by his clothes, 'said his mother watching the receding Count taking long strides.
    And then forgetting the incident, Madame Boudelle showed his daughter proudly velvet.
  The Beguine the waiting impatiently and dazzled with velvet, but said that blue was not appropriate for a bride. Someone had told him that was bad luck.
— Oh, what nonsense you say Beguine! Madeleine cried, shaking his head.
      Marry before Easter, and had time to get new clothes and arrange other details