The new-comer threw his hat on a chair, took out a snuff-box and handing it to Henniche, who looked at him inquisitively, said:
'Well, what do you think, how will it be?'
'I don't think anything; I wait and watch,' answered Henniche quietly.
'You think, Brühl?'
They looked into each other's eyes.
'What does the world say?' asked Henniche.
'Everybody says that which he wishes for; some say that Brühl will be driven away and perhaps imprisoned; others say that Brühl will remain and drive out the rest. And what do you think?'
'I told you, I don't think anything,' answered Henniche. 'Should they succeed in overthrowing Brühl, I shall help them: should Brühl be successful in overthrowing them, I shall help Brühl. Thank God, I am not yet in so high a position, as to break my neck, should I fall down.'
The new-comer laughed.
'The fact is that the only safe policy is to wait and not mix oneself up in anything.'