“Whose then?”
“The hardness and narrowness of the settle, Highness, which was as unyielding as the English demands.”
The Prince rose.
“You had been welcome to mine. Bentinck, I could not sleep to-night.”
“The arguments of M. Buckingham and M. Beuningen buzz too much in your ears?”
“M. Beuningen is an immoderate talker,” answered William. “I think he spoke too long to-night.”
“M. Buckingham thought so too.”
“Oh, he!” said the Prince impatiently; “half the time he was not sober.”
“None the easier to deal with for that.”
“M. Beverningh, also,” added William, with an air of disgust, “hath the vice of drinking too much.”