Cleves, and in spite of herself she found her mind in a more calm
and pleasing situation than it had been in before.

When she returned to her mother, she heard she was a great deal
worse than she had left her; her fever was redoubled, and the
days following it increased to so great a degree, that she was
thought to be in danger. Madam de Cleves was in extreme grief on
this occasion, and never stirred out of her mother's chamber.
The Prince of Cleves was there too almost every day and all day
long, partly out of affection to Madam de Chartres, and partly to
hinder his lady from abandoning herself to sorrow, but chiefly
that he might have the pleasure of seeing her, his passion not
being at all diminished.

The Duke de Nemours, who had always had a great friendship for
the Prince of Cleves, had not failed to show it since his return
from Brussels; during the illness of Madam de Chartres he
frequently found means to see the Princess of Cleves, pretending
to want her husband, or to come to take him out to walk; he
enquired for him at such hours as he knew very well he was not at
home, and under pretence of waiting for him stayed in Madam de
Cleves's anti-chamber, where there were always a great many
people of quality; Madam de Cleves often came there, and her
grief did not make her seem less handsome in the eyes of the Duke
de Nemours; he made her sensible what interest he had in her
affliction, and spoke to her with so submissive an air, that he
easily convinced her, that the Queen-Dauphin was not the person
he was in love with.

The seeing him at once gave her grief and pleasure; but when she