"Very well, the poor fellow has not seen his wife for a long time; let him go to her. And who else?"
"Banfy!"
"Hm! He too! Why did he go?"
"He went home to reign," said Ladislaus Szekeli, scornfully; he was one of Teleki's creatures.
"He cannot stay in a place where he feels that any one is his superior," Nalaczy added.
"Just to please his Excellency I am sure I shall not lay down the Prince's crown."
"That he does not need at all," Teleki rejoined. "He knows how to rule in Transylvania without a crown. What he commands the country must comply with, and what the country commands he pushes aside with disdain."
"I should like to see him!" muttered Apafi, angrily.
"And yet 'tis so. We wish war, he does not, and we must yield. We wish peace and it occurs to him to carry on war at his own expense with our ally. The throne is ours, the country his."
"Do not say that, my lord Michael Teleki."