“Do you accompany me?”
“No, I go first, to tell the duke you are coming,” and he rapidly disappeared.
“Well?” said the duke.
“He is coming.”
“And he suspects nothing?”
“Nothing; but if he did, what matter? is he not your creature? Does he seem to you less guilty than he did yesterday?”
“No, a hundred times more so.”
“He has carried off, by treason, a noble young girl, and married her equally treasonably; either he must ask for the dissolution of the marriage himself, or you must do it for him.”
“I have promised.”
“I have your word?”