“He was presented to your highness a short while ago; it is the handsome Duke of Buckingham.”
“Ah, yes, I remember.”
“Madame’s knight,” added the favorite, with an inflection of the voice which envious minds can alone give to the simplest phrases.
“What do you say?” replied the prince.
“I said ‘Madame’s knight.’”
“Has she a recognized knight, then?”
“One would think you can judge of that for yourself; look, only, how they are laughing and flirting. All three of them.”
“What do you mean by all three?”
“Do you not see that De Guiche is one of the party?”
“Yes, I see. But what does that prove?”