“He had not the courage to respond further than Bergen-op-Zoom,” interrupted William dryly.
“I know—it was not my fault—I thought that he would be a valuable ally for you——”
Again the Prince broke in—
“I think of M. de Witt, Madame—he came to you?”
“The moment he learned you were at Middelburg,” answered the Princess, with a shiver.
“What to find out or say?”
“I do not know,” the fan fluttered nervously. “It was dreadful——”
“And you were frightened—you made concessions.”
“Not one, my dear, not one!”
“M. de Witt warned you we were going too far.” William turned on her his masterful eyes.