“There is positively no precedent, sire,” he said. “To my certain knowledge the thing has never happened before.”
“Bot zhould it jost zo happen?” insisted his master.
“Ach!” said D’Auverquerque penetratingly.
“With deference, sire,” said his lordship, “is it not something premature to assume any hostile intent in the matter? The good lady——”
“Posh!” put in the King irritably. “Neither goot nor lady.”
“Zo it strike itself into mein head bom-bom,” said Schomberg.
“Dat dress vas a masguerade,” said William—“a vact we zhould haf gonsidered, blain to the stupidest indelligence.”
“Certainly, certainly,” agreed Lord Halifax nervously.
“Vell, sir—vat den?”
“Ach! vat den?” demanded D’Auverquerque cunningly.