The Chancellor.
Thirteen, Sire!
The King.
True, but thirteen is an unlucky number! That is why I suppressed one!
The Queen.
And the thirteenth wasn’t a nice person at all! Not at all! Besides we had only a dozen extra spoons and forks!
The King.
But all the same, this Dame Envy-Hatred-Malice-and-All-Uncharitableness got wind of the affair and came uninvited!
The Chancellor.
Oh, if you had only let me manage it!