“What are they?”
“Play.”
“That is rather worldly: but you were obliged by the duties of greatness to keep a good house.”
“I like to win.”
“No player plays to lose.”
“I cheated a little.”
“You took your advantage. Pass on.”
“Well! reverend father, I feel nothing else upon my conscience. Give me absolution, and my soul will be able, when God shall please to call it, to mount without obstacle to the throne——”
The Theatin moved neither his arms nor his lips. “What are you waiting for, father?” said Mazarin.
“I am waiting for the end.”