“I should think so.”
“Worldly.”
“As you please, sire.”
“Then you woke?”
“No, indeed, the dream was too charming; and I hope to-night to dream again; therefore I refuse your majesty’s obliging offer. If I sit up, let me at least have something to pay me for losing my dream. If your majesty will do as I said——”
“Enough, St. Luc. I trust Heaven will send you a dream to-night which will lead you to repentance.”
“I doubt it, sire, and I advise you to send away this libertine St. Luc, who is resolved not to amend.”
“No, no, I hope, before to-morrow, grace will have touched you as it has me. Good night, I will pray for you.”