“To-morrow, for example.”
“Will your majesty do me the honor to explain yourself?”
“My brother is going to marry the English Princess.”
“Well, sire?”
“Well, I ought to give the bride a reception worthy of the granddaughter of Henry IV.”
“That is but just, sire.”
“Then I shall want money.”
“No doubt.”
“I shall want—” Louis hesitated. The sum he was going to demand was the same that he had been obliged to refuse Charles II. He turned towards Colbert, that he might give the blow.
“I shall want, to-morrow—” repeated he, looking at Colbert.