“You never heard it; astonishing!”
“I consult the heart and not the face—the services rendered and promised.”
“Your highness will say I am very envious; but I search, and uselessly, I confess, to discover what service this Monsoreau can have rendered you.”
“You are too curious, Bussy,” said the duke, angrily.
“Just like princes,” cried Bussy, with his ordinary freedom, “they ask you everything; but if you ask a question in return, you are too curious.”
“Well! go and ask M. de Monsoreau, himself.”
“Ah! you are right. He is but a simple gentleman, and if he do not reply, I shall know what to say.”
“What?”
“Tell him he is impertinent.” And, turning from the prince, Bussy approached M. de Monsoreau, who was in the midst of the circle.
Bussy approached, gay and smiling, and his hat in his hand.