"From madness or malice?"
"From ferocity."
"Nay, prince," she replied, after meditating: "the people are not ferocious. Hide nothing from me. Is it delirium or hate?"
"I believe it is hate at the point of delirium."
"Against me?"
"What does it matter?" said Dreux Breze, stepping forward. "The people may hate any one, saving your Majesty."
The Queen did not notice the flattery.
"The people," replied Lambesq, "are acting in hatred of—all above them."
"Good, that is the truth at last?" exclaimed the royal lady resolutely; "I feel that is so."
"I am speaking as a soldier," continued the cavalrist.