otice the look of hatred and terror that had escaped Joan in spite of herself； and assuming the best expression of gentleness as that his straight hard features could contrive to put on in such circumstances as these； he smilingly asked
〃Why are you making this pretty cord； dear dutiful wife？〃
〃To hang you with； my lord；〃 replied the queen； with a smile。
Andre shrugged his shoulders； seeing in the threat so incredibly rash nothing more than a pleasantry in rather bad taste。 But when he saw that Joan resumed her work； he tried to renew the conversation。
〃I admit；〃 he said； in a perfectly calm voice； 〃that my question is quite unnecessary： from your eagerness to finish this handsome piece of work； I ought to suspect that it is destined for some fine knight of yours whom you propose to send on a dangerous enterprise wearing your colours。 If so； my fair queen； I claim to receive my orders from your lips： appoint the time and place for the trial； and I am sure beforehand of carrying off a prize that I shall dispute with all your adorers。〃
〃That is not so certain；〃 said Joan； 〃if you are as valiant in war as in love。〃 And she cast on her husband a look at once seductive and scornful； beneath which the young man blushed up to his eyes。
〃I hope；〃 said Andre； repressing his feelings；〃I hope soon to give you such proofs of my affection that you will never doubt it again。〃
〃And what makes you fancy that； my lord？〃
〃I would tell you； if you would listen seriously。〃
〃I am listening。〃
〃Well； it is a dream I had last night that gives me such confidence in the future。〃
〃A dream！ You surely ought to explain that。〃
〃I dreamed that there was a grand fete in the town： an immense crowd filled the streets like an overflowing torrent； and the heavens were ringing with their shouts of joy； the gloomy granite facades were hidden by hangings of silk and festoons of flowers； the churches were decorated as though for some grand ceremony。 I was riding side by side with you。〃 Joan made a haughty movement： 〃Forgive me； madam； it was only a dream： I was on your right； riding a fine white horse； magnificently caparisoned； and the chief…justice of the kingdom carried before me a flag unfolded in sign of honour。 After riding in triumph through the main thoroughfares of the city； we arrived； to the sound of trumpets and clarions； at the royal church of Saint Clara； where your grandfather and my uncle are buried； and there； before the high altar； the pope's ambassador laid your hand in mine and pronounced a long discourse； and then on our two heads in turn placed the crown of Jerusalem and Sicily； after which the nobles and the people shouted in one voice； 'Long live the King and Queen of Naples！' And I； wishing to perpetuate the memory of so glorious a day； proceeded to create knights among the most zealous in our court。〃
〃And do you not remember the names of the chosen persons whom you judged worthy of your royal favours？〃
〃Assuredly； madam： Bertrand； Count of Artois 〃
〃Enough； my lord； I excuse you from naming the rest： I always supposed you were loyal and generous； but you give me fresh proof of it by showing favour to men whom I most honour and trust。 I cannot tell if your wishes are likely soon to be realised； but in any case feel sure of my perpetual gratitude。〃
Joan's voice did not betray the slightest emotion； her look had became kind； and the sweetest smile was on her lips。 But in her heart Andre's death was from that moment decided upon。 The prince； too much preoccupied with his own projects of vengeance； and too confident in his all…powerful talisman and his personal valour； had no suspicion that his plans could be anticipated。 He conversed a long time with his wife in a chatting； friendly way； trying to spy out her secret； and exposing his own by his interrupted phrases and mysterious reserves。 When he fancied that every cloud of former resentment； even the lightest； had disappeared from Joan's brow； he begged her to go with her suite on a magnificent hunting expedition that he was organising for the 20th of August； adding that such a kindness on her part would be for him a sure pledge of their reconciliation and complete forgetfulness of the past。 Joan promised with a charming grace； and the prince retired fully satisfied with the interview； carrying with him the conviction that he had only to threaten to strike a blow at the queen's favourite to ensure her obedience； perhaps even her love。
But on the eve of the 20th of August a strange and terrible scene was being enacted in the basement storey of one of the lateral towers of Castel Nuovo。 Charles of Durazzo； who had never ceased to brood secretly over his infernal plans； had been informed by the notary whom he had charged to spy upon the conspirators； that on that particular evening they were about to hold a decisive meeting； and therefore； wrapped in a black cloak； he glided into the underground corridor and hid himself behind a pillar； there to await the issue of the conference。 After two dreadful hours of suspense； every second marked out by the beating of his heart； Charles fancied he heard the sound of a door very carefully opened； the feeble ray of a lantern in the vault scarcely served to dispel the darkness； but a man coining away from the wall approached him walking like a living statue。 Charles gave a slight cough； the sign agreed upon。 The man put out hid light and hid away the dagger he had drawn in case of a surprise。
〃Is it you； Master Nicholas？〃 asked the duke in a low voice。
〃It is I； my lord。〃
〃What is it？〃
〃They have just fixed the prince's death for tomorrow； on his way to the hunt。〃
〃Did you recognise every conspirator？〃
〃Every one； though their faces were masked； when they gave their vote for death； I knew them by their voices。〃
〃Could you point out to me who they are？〃
〃Yes； this very minute； they are going to pass along at the end of this corridor。 And see； here is Tommaso Pace walking in front of them to light their way。〃
Indeed； a tall spectral figure； black from head to foot； his face carefully hidden under a velvet mask； walked at the end of the corridor； lamp in hand； and stopped at the first step of a staircase which led to the upper floors。 The conspirators advanced slowly； two by two； like a procession of ghosts； appeared for one moment in the circle of light made by the torch； and again disappeared into shadow。
〃See； there are Charles and Bertrand of 'Artois；〃 said the notary； 〃 there are the Counts of Terlizzi and Catanzaro； the grand admiral and grand seneschal； Godfrey of Marsan； Count of Squillace； and Robert of Cabane； Count of Eboli； the two women talking in a low voice with the eager gesticulations are Catherine of Tarentum； Empress of Constantinople； and Philippa the Catanese； the queen's governess and chief lady； there is Dona Cancha； chamberwoman and confidante of Joan； and there is the Countess of Morcone。〃
The notary stopped on beholding a shadow alone； its head bowed； with arms hanging loosely； choking back her sobs beneath a hood of black。
〃Who is the woman who seems to drag herself so painfully along in their train？〃 asked the duke； pressing his companion's arm。
That woman；〃 said the notary； 〃is the queen。〃 〃Ah； now I see；〃 thought Charles； breathing freely； with the same sort of satisfaction that Satan no doubt feels when a long coveted soul falls at length into his power。
〃And now； my lord；〃 continued Master Nicholas； when all had returned once more into silence and darkness； 〃if you have bidden me spy on these conspirators with a view to saving the young prince you are protecting with love and vigilance； you must hurry forward； for to… morrow maybe it will be too late。〃
〃Follow me；〃 cried the duke imperiously； 〃it is time you should know my real intention； and then carry out my orders with scrupulous exactness。〃
With these words he drew him aside to a place opposite to where the conspirators had just disappeared。 The notary mechanically followed through a labyrinth of dark corridors and secret staircases； quite at a loss how to account for the sudden change that had come over his mastercrossing one of the ante…chambers in the castle； they came upon Andre； who joyfully accosted them； grasping the hand of his cousin Duras in his affectionate manner； he asked him in a pressing way that would brook no refusal； 〃Will you be of our hunting party to…morrow； duke？〃
〃Excuse me； my lord；〃 said Charles； bowing down to the ground； 〃it will be impossible for me to go to…morrow； for my wife is very unwell； but I entreat you to accept the best falcon I have。〃
And here he cast upon the notary a petrifying glance。
The morning of the 20th of August was fine and calmthe irony of nature contrasting cruelly with the fate of mankind。 From break of day masters and valets； pages and knights； princes and courtiers； all were on foot； cries of joy were heard on every side when the queen arrived； on a snow…white horse； at the head of the young and brilliant throng。 Joan was perhaps paler than usual； but that might be because she had been obliged to rise very early。 Andre； mounted on one of the most fiery of all the steeds he had tamed； galloped beside his wife； noble and proud； happy in his own powers； his youth； and the thousand gilded hopes that a brilliant future seemed to offer。 Never had the court of Naples shown so brave an aspect： every feeling of distrust and hatred seemed entirely forgotten； Friar Robert himself； suspicious as he was by nature； when he saw the joyous cavalcade go by under his window； looked out with pride； and stroking his beard； laughed at his own seriousness。
Andre's intention was to spend several days hunting between Capua and Aversa； and only to return to Naples when all was in readiness for his coronation。 Thus the first day they hunted round about Melito； and went through two or three villages in the land of Labore。 Towards evening the court stopped at Aversa； with a view to passing the night there； and since at that period there was no castle in the place worthy of entertaining the queen with her husband and numerous court； the convent of St。 Peter's at Majella was converted into a royal residence： this convent had been buil