“Hang all the Angevins!” cried Catherine, in amazement.
“Yes, hang, slay, massacre, burn; already, perhaps, my friends are out to begin the work.”
“They will ruin themselves, and you with them.”
“How so?”
“Blind! Will kings eternally have eyes, and not see?”
“Kings must avenge their injuries, it is but justice, and in this case all my subjects will rise to defend me.”
“You are mad.”
“Why so?”
“You will make oceans of blood flow. The standard of revolt will soon be raised; and you will arm against you a host who never would rise for François.”
“But if I do not revenge myself they will think I am afraid.”