"And of fear, too! Fürstchen, you can do what you please, but she must be mine."
"And Ursula?"
"Marry her!"
"Thanks."
"Then marry her to any one else you please; all is over between us."
"Already?" inquired the Prince, with scarcely concealed joy.
"Yes! I shall gild Hoym, her, and you."
"But from whence shall we obtain so much gold?"
"That concerns Hoym," replied the King.
They entered the palace as he spoke, and Augustus went directly to his chamber. He was sad and thoughtful. The last campaign, disastrous as it was, had not caused him so much sorrow as the ill-success of this evening.