He was the veritable ruler and the duke had to depart; he did not return until called to be King of the French.
Lafayette had saved the Queen and protected the King; he was perfectly a royalist.
But still, like Gilbert, he was not so much the friend of the King as of the crown.
The monarch had too just a mind not to see this clearly.
Although he had not seen the doctor lately he remembered that this was his day of duty and he called him.
The King was pacing the bedroom, but stopping now and then to look at the Vandyke picture of Charles First, now in the Louvre.
The sovereign of England is painted as a Cavalier, with his horse, as ready for flight as for battle.
This picture seemed fatally the goal of the King’s wanderings.
At the step, Louis turned round.
“Oh, is it you, doctor?” he said. “Come in, I am glad to see you.” Leading him up to the painting he said: “Do you know this? where did you see it?”