"Yes, sire, although I do not know the language, I have a good memory."
"What language?"
"Latin."
"I do not understand you; was my brother Henri's letter written in Latin?"
"Yes, sire."
"And why?"
"Ah! sire, doubtless because Latin is an audacious language—a language which may say anything, and in which Persius and Juvenal have immortalized the follies and errors of kings."
"Kings?"
"And of queens, sire."
The king began to frown.