朝着1657年结束时，一个很朴实的马车上画没有武器，停止了，有一天晚上八点左右，之前在街奥特弗耶，在这两个教练已经站在家门口。一个奴才立刻下来打开车门，但一甜，而颤抖的声音停止了，但他说，“等等，而我认为这是否是地方。”
    然后一个头，闷在一个黑色的缎子等密切地幔，没有特点可以区分，是推力从马车窗口之一，环顾四周，似乎在寻找一些房子前面决定性的迹象。未知的夫人似乎被她检查感到满意，她转身回到她的同伴。
    “正是在这里，”她说。他说：“是的迹象。”
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    Toward the close of the year 1657, a very plain carriage, with no arms painted on it, stopped, about eight o'clock one evening, before the door of a house in the rue Hautefeuille, at which two other coaches were already standing. A lackey at once got down to open the carriage door; but a sweet, though rather tremulous voice stopped him, saying, "Wait, while I see whether this is the place."
    Then a head, muffled so closely in a black satin mantle that no feature could be distinguished, was thrust from one of the carriage windows, and looking around, seemed to seek for some decisive sign on the house front. The unknown lady appeared to be satisfied by her inspection, for she turned back to her companion.
    "It is here," said she. "There is the sign."