Do not alarm yourself, my dear aunt, for Madame de Limours. I am not at all surprized, that, having wrote to you on the day of her daughter's marriage, she shall have made you so uneasy, for she was in a dreadful situation; but, happily for her, she is as easily calmed as she is irritated. The morning after the wedding I went to see her; and found her spirits extremely low. Going out of her apartment, and knowing Mons. de Limours was alone in his, Mons. d’ Ostalis and I went to see him; we both spoke to him on his behaviour to Madame de Limours. He smiled and asked me if you had appointed me your deputy to preach to him. I told him I should never have sense enough to be able to take your place; and that I was much too young to venture to give advice, if the tenderest friendship did not allow me such a liberty. At these words he quitted the tone of raillery, and we entered into a serious explanation. He complained with some reason of Madame de Limours's capricious temper, but he did justice to the rest of her amiable qualities; and, when I informed him she was really ill, he appeared disposed to do every thing which I should judge necessary to make her mind easy; and he intreated me to return to dinner, in order, as he said, that I might judge of his behaviour. And indeed he treated her with the utmost kindness, which made the more impression on Madame de Limours, as there were forty people at dinner. By degrees she grew chearful; she forgot her headach and her nervous complaints; and never was more amiable in her life. You know, my dear aunt, how charming she is when she wishes to please; so that, in short, she gains the attention of every body, as if they had never seen her before.