“I want advice.”
“On what?”
“On this embassy.”
“I am the chancellor.”
“That is well; but about the ambassador?”
“I come to you, on his behalf, to tell you that he begs you to leave his hotel as quickly as possible.”
The two jewelers looked at each other, disconcerted.
“Because,” continued Ducorneau, “it seems you have been uncivil to him.”
“But listen——”
“It is useless,” said Beausire, who suddenly appeared; “his excellency told you to dismiss them—do it.”