“Certainly.”
“And you wish me to have it?”
“Particularly; but I dare not too much displease M. de Guise.”
“Oh, make yourself easy, sire; if that be the only obstacle, I pledge myself to arrange it.”
“When?”
“At once.”
“Are you going to him? That will be doing him too much honor.”
“No, sire; he is waiting for me.”
“Where?”
“In my room.”