“There is the Princess.”
“She knows no more than I, neither does M. Zuylestein.” The Marquis frowned thoughtfully. “I am baffled at every turn; I have nothing to send to His Majesty, nothing, and I know not how to act. Before I help place the Orange party in power I must be assured that they will serve me when they have arrived at it.”
“The Prince could never stand alone, and where else should he find support?” returned St. Croix.
“I do not know—but he plays a deep game, this last move shows it.”
“Some say he has but damaged himself, since he provoked such severity from M. de Witt.”
“That very severity works to his ends since it further estranges the people from M. de Witt,” answered the Marquis. “We may look out for a revolution, it is very plain.… That is not the point. The question is, what will this youth do when he obtains the power?”
St Croix lowered his voice—
“If any can discover, you have one in this house——”
The Marquis glanced at him.