“Yes,” said Livarot, “or he will go to sleep in his chair.”
“Pardon, monseigneur, I am tired out.”
“Get tipsy,” said Antragues; “there is nothing so good when you are tired. To your health, count!”
“You must give us some good hunts,” said Ribeirac, “you know the country.”
“You have horses and woods here,” said Antragues.
“And a wife,” added Livarot.
“We will hunt a boar, count,” said the prince.
“Oh, yes, to-morrow!” cried the gentlemen.
“What do you say, Monsoreau?”
“I am always at your highness’s orders, but I am too much fatigued to conduct a chase to-morrow; besides which, I must examine the woods.”