“Eleven o’clock?”
“That is too late—say nine o’clock.”
“That will be too early, sire.”
“For friends, that would be a matter of no importance; one does what one likes with one’s friends; but for one’s enemies, in that case nothing could be better than if they were to feel hurt. I should not be sorry, I confess, to have to finish altogether with these marsh-birds, who annoy me with their cries.”
“It shall be precisely as your majesty desires. At nine o’clock, therefore—I will give the necessary orders. Is it to be a formal audience?”
“No. I wish to have an explanation with them, and not to embitter matters, as is always the case when many persons are present, but, at the same time, I wish to clear up everything with them, in order not to have to begin over again.”
“Your majesty will inform me of the persons whom you wish to be present at the reception.”
“I will draw out a list. Let us speak of the ambassadors; what do they want?”
“Allies with Spain, they gain nothing; allies with France, they lose much.”
“How is that?”