"It is this, that having such good eyes, you see no better than you do."
"Bah!" said Henry, "can I be short-sighted, then, sire, without knowing it?"
"Worse than that, Henry, worse than that, you are blind."
"Ah, indeed," said the Béarnais, "but is it not when I shut my eyes that this happens?"
"Well, yes!" said Charles, "you are perfectly capable of that. At all events, I am going to open your eyes."
"God said, 'Let there be light,' and there was light. Your Majesty is the representative of God on earth. Therefore you can do here what God does in heaven. Proceed; I am all attention."
"When De Guise said last night that your wife had just passed escorted by a gallant you would not believe it."
"Sire," said Henry, "how could I believe that the sister of your Majesty could commit an act of such imprudence?"
"When he told you that your wife had gone to the Rue Cloche Percée, you would not believe that either!"
"How was I to suppose, sire, that a daughter of France would thus publicly risk her reputation?"