"Well, my son, I will tell you what to do; divorce the queen and marry Madame de Montpensier; was she not once in love with you?"
"Yes, and that is the source of all her menaces, Chicot; she has a woman's spite against me, and she provokes me now and then, but luckily I am a man, and can laugh at it."
As Henri finished these words, the usher cried at the door, "A messenger from M. le Duc de Guise for his majesty."
"Is it a courier or a gentleman?" asked the king.
"It is a captain, sire."
"Let him enter; he is welcome."