Johann stamped his foot.
“Go at once, and tell his Majesty that I ask to see him on a matter of life and death.”
“Wait here then, and I will try what I can do.”
Karl disappeared and was absent for a minute, during which the republican impatiently paced the corridor.
Karl returned, looking obstinate.
“His Majesty is very sorry, but he cannot possibly receive you.”
Johann darted a look at the minion which made him quail.
“Go and tell the King that I demand an audience in the name of the people.”
“I dare not.”
Johann drew back and made a sign which the other had seen him make once before on a memorable occasion. He submitted at once.