在接近1665年年底在一个晴朗的秋天的晚上，有一个相当大的人群对蓬诺伊夫在那里作出了拒绝到Rue多芬组装。这一人群对象和吸引力的中心是一个紧密关，运输。一名警方官员试图强行打开门，两个4警长谁同他举行了马回来了，其他两个停车的司机，谁不重视他们的命令，但只有努力，敦促他的马匹一个飞奔。这场斗争一直持续在同一时间，当突然门一violentiy推开，并在一个骑兵队长制服一名年轻军官跳下来，关了门，因为他这样做，虽然不是最近的观众也很快察觉一个女人在马车坐在后面。她被裹在斗篷和面纱，由她采取了躲避一切预防措施，她的脸上眼睛来看，她一定有她的理由，以避免承认。
    “先生”之称的年轻人，一个傲慢的处理与空气中的军官，“我相信，直到我发现自己错了，你的业务，我是孤独的，所以我会请你告诉我你什么权力，从而有可能停止我的教练，也因为我下车，我希望你给你的人的命令，让车走了。“
    “首先，”那人回答说，绝不是这些高贵的架子吓倒，而是他的人签署，他们不能释放教练或马“，那么好回答我的问题。”
    “我参加，说：”年轻人，控制自己的激动通过有形的努力。
    “你是富安加丁德圣十字？”
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    Towards the end of the year 1665, on a fine autumn evening, there was a considerable crowd assembled on the Pont-Neuf where it makes a turn down to the rue Dauphine. The object of this crowd and the centre of attraction was a closely shut, carriage. A police official was trying to force open the door, and two out of the four sergeants who were with him were holding the horses back and the other two stopping the driver, who paid no attention to their commands, but only endeavoured to urge his horses to a gallop. The struggle had been going on same time, when suddenly one of the doors violentiy pushed open, and a young officer in the uniform of a cavalry captain jumped down, shutting the door as he did so though not too quickly for the nearest spectators to perceive a woman sitting at the back of the carriage. She was wrapped in cloak and veil, and judging by the precautions she, had taken to hide her face from every eye, she must have had her reasons for avoiding recognition.
    "Sir," said the young man, addressing the officer with a haughty air, "I presume, till I find myself mistaken, that your business is with me alone; so I will ask you to inform me what powers you may have for thus stopping my coach; also, since I have alighted, I desire you to give your men orders to let the vehicle go on."
    "First of all," replied the man, by no means intimidated by these lordly airs, but signing to his men that they must not release the coach or the horses, "be so good as to answer my questions."
    "I am attending," said the young man, controlling his agitation by a visible effort.
    "Are you the Chevalier Gaudin de Sainte-Croix?"