The queen knows nothing of this, else she would certainly have
spoken to me about it. Thank God, the queen withholds no secrets
from me! I thank you for your question, Campan. It is better that
the queen be present at our interview. I will send for her to come
here." And the king hastened to the door, opened it, and called,
"Are any of the queen's servants here?"

The voice of the king was so loud and violent that the chamberlain,
Weber, who was in the little outer antechamber, heard it, and at
once rushed in.

"Weber," cried the king to him, "hasten at once to Little Trianon.
Beg the queen, in my name, to have the goodness to come to the
palace within a quarter of an hour, to consult about a weighty
matter that allows no delay. But take care that the queen be not
alarmed, and that she do not suspect that sad news has come
regarding her family. Hasten, Weber! And now, baron," continued the
king, closing the door, "now you shall be convinced by your own eyes
and ears that the queen will be as amazed and as little acquainted
with all these things as I myself. I wish, therefore, that you would
be present at the interview which I shall have with my wife and
Campan, without the queen's knowing that you are near. You will be
convinced at once in this way of the impudent and shameless
deception that they have dared to play. Where does that door lead
to, Campan?" asked the king, pointing to the white, gold-bordered
door, at whose side two curtains of white satin, wrought with roses,
were secured.

"Sire, it leads to the small reception room."