The King. By all means!
Flink (coming forward to GRAN). This friendship of yours with the King—to which I had attached no particular importance—I hope it has not altogether—(Stops short.)
Gran.—not altogether corrupted me, you mean?
Flink. Exactly.
The King (laughing). Politically?
Flink. Politics are not unconnected with morals, sir!
The King. But why get so heated, sir? We know that the present King is a—
Koll (breaking in hurriedly). Don't say any more!
The King (with a laugh). You said yourself that he doesn't care a brass farthing about the whole matter—he has something else to do! And so the whole thing ends in smoke!
Flink (more amiably). I dare say you are right.