"Ah! monseigneur, it is you; pardon; I did not hear you."
"I asked what you were doing?"
"Signing the burial tickets for our Breton friends."
"But their fate is not yet decided, and the sentence of the commission—"
"I know it," said Dubois.
"Is it given, then?"
"No, but I dictated it before they went."
"Do you know that your conduct is odious?"
"Truly, monseigneur, you are insupportable. Manage your family affairs, and leave state affairs to me."
"Family affairs!"