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Sure
of
himself
,
convinced
of
his
own
power
,
certain
that
the
laws
which
rule
other
men
could
not
reach
him
,
he
went
straight
to
the
object
he
aimed
at
,
even
were
this
object
were
so
elevated
and
so
dazzling
that
it
would
have
been
madness
for
any
other
even
to
have
contemplated
it
.
It
was
thus
he
had
succeeded
in
approaching
several
times
the
beautiful
and
proud
Anne
of
Austria
,
and
in
making
himself
loved
by
dazzling
her
.
George
Villiers
placed
himself
before
the
glass
,
as
we
have
said
,
restored
the
undulations
to
his
beautiful
hair
,
which
the
weight
of
his
hat
had
disordered
,
twisted
his
mustache
,
and
,
his
heart
swelling
with
joy
,
happy
and
proud
at
being
near
the
moment
he
had
so
long
sighed
for
,
he
smiled
upon
himself
with
pride
and
hope
.
At
this
moment
a
door
concealed
in
the
tapestry
opened
,
and
a
woman
appeared
.
Buckingham
saw
this
apparition
in
the
glass
;
he
uttered
a
cry
.
It
was
the
queen
!
Anne
of
Austria
was
then
twenty-six
or
twenty-seven
years
of
age
;
that
is
to
say
,
she
was
in
the
full
splendor
of
her
beauty
.
Her
carriage
was
that
of
a
queen
or
a
goddess
;
her
eyes
,
which
cast
the
brilliancy
of
emeralds
,
were
perfectly
beautiful
,
and
yet
were
at
the
same
time
full
of
sweetness
and
majesty
.
Her
mouth
was
small
and
rosy
;
and
although
her
underlip
,
like
that
of
all
princes
of
the
House
of
Austria
,
protruded
slightly
beyond
the
other
,
it
was
eminently
lovely
in
its
smile
,
but
as
profoundly
disdainful
in
its
contempt
.
Her
skin
was
admired
for
its
velvety
softness
;
her
hands
and
arms
were
of
surpassing
beauty
,
all
the
poets
of
the
time
singing
them
as
incomparable
.
Lastly
,
her
hair
,
which
,
from
being
light
in
her
youth
,
had
become
chestnut
,
and
which
she
wore
curled
very
plainly
,
and
with
much
powder
,
admirably
set
off
her
face
,
in
which
the
most
rigid
critic
could
only
have
desired
a
little
less
rouge
,
and
the
most
fastidious
sculptor
a
little
more
fineness
in
the
nose
.
Buckingham
remained
for
a
moment
dazzled
.
Never
had
Anne
of
Austria
appeared
to
him
so
beautiful
,
amid
balls
,
fetes
,
or
carousals
,
as
she
appeared
to
him
at
this
moment
,
dressed
in
a
simple
robe
of
white
satin
,
and
accompanied
by
Donna
Estafania
--
the
only
one
of
her
Spanish
women
who
had
not
been
driven
from
her
by
the
jealousy
of
the
king
or
by
the
persecutions
of
Richelieu
.
Anne
of
Austria
took
two
steps
forward
.
Buckingham
threw
himself
at
her
feet
,
and
before
the
queen
could
prevent
him
,
kissed
the
hem
of
her
robe
.
