The marquis, out of deference for the prince, put away with his hand the small silver salver presented to him by the servant, saying, in an undertone:
"Another time,—another time."
"My dear Albert," said Rodolph, in a voice of the most genuine affection, "why all this ceremony with me?"
"My lord!"
"With Madame d'Harville's permission, let me beg of you to read your letter without delay."
"I assure you, my lord, it is not of the slightest consequence."
"Again I say, Albert, read your letter all the same for my being here."
"But, my lord, indeed—"
"Nay, I ask you to do so; or, if you will have it, I desire you to read it immediately."
"If your highness commands it, my duty is obedience," said the marquis, taking the letter from the salver.