"Of liberty?"
"Why not?" cried Klindworth; "severe sicknesses are healed by means of dangerous poisons."
"But where is the skilful physician?" asked the emperor, laughing, "who can administer to sick Austria the proper dose of this poison? Count Mensdorff or Metternich?"
"I think I have found this physician," said Klindworth, gravely, without appearing perplexed.
The groom of the chambers entered.
"Colonel Favé is in the ante-room, sire."
The emperor rose.
"In one moment," he said.
Klindworth stood up and came nearer to the emperor.
"This physician," he said, in a low voice, "is von Beust."