“Why, no.”
“Of course, the people are enthusiastic, considering the old rate of taxation will be renewed?” The diplomat reached over and pulled the dog's ears.
“So far as I can see,” answered the king, who could make nothing of this interrogatory.
“Which, if your Majesty will pardon me, is not very far beyond your books.”
“I have ministers.”
“Who can see farther than your Majesty has any idea.”
“Come, come, my friend,” cried the king good-naturedly; “but a moment gone you were chiding me because I did nothing. I may not fill my coffers as you suggested, but I shall please my eye, which is something. Come; you have something to tell me.”
“Will your Majesty listen?”
“I promise.”
“And to hear?”