"What means?"
"First, by the confidence the leaders have in me; then by the fear that your highness, knowing their names"—
"But who will tell me these names?"
"I, ventre saint gris!"
"You will do that?"
"Listen, François; as I told you, you are the only one I love at court," said Henry. "This, no doubt, is because you are persecuted like myself; and then my wife, too, loves you with an affection which is unequalled"—
François flushed with pleasure.
"Believe me, brother," continued Henry; "take this thing in hand, reign in Navarre; and provided you keep a place at your table for me, and a fine forest in which to hunt, I shall consider myself fortunate."
"Reign in Navarre!" said the duke; "but if"—
"If the Duc d'Anjou is chosen King of Poland; is that it? I will finish your thought for you."