Bussy went to the ducal palace, where already all the nobility of the provinces were arriving. He hastened to arrange an official reception, a repast and speeches, and having thus cut out some hours’ occupation for the prince, mounted his other horse, and galloped to Méridor. The duke made some good speeches, and produced a great effect, giving himself out for a prince persecuted by the king on account of the love of the Parisians for him. When Bussy returned, it was four in the afternoon; he dismounted, and presented himself to the duke all covered with dust.
“Ah! my brave Bussy, you have been at work?”
“You see, monseigneur.”
“You are very hot.”
“I have ridden fast.”
“Take care not to get ill again.”
“There is no danger.”
“Whence do you come?”
“From the environs. Is your highness content? have you had a numerous assemblage?”
“Yes, I am pretty well satisfied, but I missed some one.”