“Let them bring here the Duc d’Anjou,” said the king.
A minute after the duke entered, very pale and disarmed. Crillon followed him.
“Where did you find him?” asked the king.
“Sire, his highness was not at home, but I took possession of his hotel in the king’s name, and soon after he returned, and we arrested him without resistance.”
“That is fortunate.” Then, turning to the prince, he said, “Where were you, monsieur?”
“Wherever I was, sire, be sure it was on your business.”
“I doubt it.”
François bowed.
“Come, tell me where you were while your accomplices were being arrested.”
“My accomplices!”