“Was I not right in saying that the danger, if there was any danger, would not come from his majesty, however disposed he may be to jest, but from your companions, as you say? To be laughed at by a king may be tolerable, but by the horse-boys and scamps of the army! Damn it!”
“Yes, I understand, that would be unbearable; that is why, my lord, I came to say,—do you not think it would be better for me to set out for France as soon as possible?”
“Certainly, if you think your presence—”
“Would impose silence upon those scoundrels? Oh! I am sure of that, my lord.”
“Your presence will not prevent the report from spreading, if the tale has already transpired.”
“Oh! it has not transpired, my lord, I will wager. At all events, be assured that I am determined upon one thing.”
“What is that?”
“To blow out the brains of the first who shall have propagated that report, and of the first who has heard it. After which I shall return to England to seek an asylum, and perhaps employment with your grace.”
“Oh, come back! come back!”
“Unfortunately, my lord, I am acquainted with nobody here but your grace, and if I should no longer find you, or if you should have forgotten me in your greatness?”