EPILOGUE

On that August night of the year 1669 Henriette Maria sent one of her ladies to M. d’Aquin to tell him that as she could not sleep she would take the medicine which the doctors had prescribed and it was brought to her in the white of an egg.

After she had drunk it she was soon fast asleep.

When her lady-in-waiting came to her bedside the next morning to ask how she had slept, there was no answer.

Henriette Maria was dead.

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