M. Bentinck was also listening with rapt attention, his comely face absorbed and keen.
“I saw King Charles,” continued M. Sylvius; “he was more than friendly——”
“To me or to the States?” asked the Prince quietly.
“To Your Highness. He declared that he had largely undertaken this war on Your Highness’ account, to put you in possession of your ancient rights, and that your advantages were bargained for in the treaty between himself and His Christian Majesty.”
William repeated softly—
“My advantages!”
“So he termed it, Highness.”
The Prince looked quickly at Bentinck, as if to discover what his friend thought of this.
“Well, go on, Mynheer.”