'That's impossible!' said Sulkowski laughing. 'Is it not Dieskau?'
'I don't know.'
'Is it possible, that you, the King's page, do not know?'
Brühl looked at him, and smiled.
'A faithful page should not know anything.'
'I understand,' said Sulkowski, 'but between ourselves--'
Brühl drew near the Count, and whispered some thing in his ear.
'Intermezzo!' said Sulkowski. 'It seems that after so many love affairs, that have cost our dear lord so much money, and caused him so much pain, intermezzo will do.'
Sulkowski was no longer in a hurry, either to go to the tents, whither his steps appeared to be bent, or to return to the castle. Taking Brühl's arm, an action which evidently gave the page great satisfaction, he walked with him.
'I must rest awhile,' said he, 'and although we are both too weary to converse, I am glad to be with you.'