“Well, you, Quelus and Maugiron, go down and watch for his entrance.”
“And then?”
“Have all the doors shut.”
“Bravo! sire.”
“I will be back in ten minutes, sire,” said D’Epernon.
“And my stay will depend on the quality of the dye,” said Schomberg.
“Come as soon as possible,” said the king.
The young men went out, and the king, left alone, kneeled down on his prie-Dieu.