"Your servant brought him hither," Monsieur said for me.
"I understood that one of your gentlemen had come with you. I sent for him, deeming his presence might conduce to your ease, M. de St. Quentin."
"I am at my ease, M. de Mayenne," my lord answered, with every appearance of truth. "You may go, Félix."
"No," said Mayenne. "Since he is here, he may stay. He serves the purpose as well as another."
He did not say what the purpose was, nor could I see for what he had kept me, unless as a sign to Monsieur that he meant to play fair. I began to feel somewhat heartened.
"You have guessed, M. de Mayenne, my errand?"
"Certainly. You have come to join the League."
Monsieur laughed out.
"On the contrary, M. de Mayenne, I have come to persuade you to join the King."
"That was a waste of horse-flesh."