The Prince looked at Sulkowski as if authorising him to answer. The Count hesitated a moment, then said:
'Brühl assured us that our friends there will work zealously at the coming election. But who knows that Leszezynski, France and intrigues will not stand in our way? For that we need money.'
'Brühl must furnish it,' said the Prince. 'He is very able at that.'
Sulkowski became silent.
'We shall all do our best and put the crown of a king on the head of our gracious lord.--'
'And Josepha's,' added Frederick quickly. 'It is due to her; she cannot remain the wife of the Elector of Saxony.'
Both men nodded; the Prince smoked his pipe and became thoughtful. It seemed that he would talk further on the same subject when he bent to Guarini and whispered:
'Frosch sitting in the corner must be very amusing; you say they showed each other their tongues?'
'I am certain I saw two red tongues, but I don't know whether they showed them to each other or to me.'
The Prince, forgetting himself, laughed aloud, then he put his hand to his mouth and became silent.