The King lit his pipe.
Then he looked at the Duke.
The Duke smiled.
"Your little holiday is over. Your short leave of absence is at an end, sir," he said. "I told you, you may remember, sir, that it would only be a short leave of absence."
"You have come—for me?" the King asked.
"Yes."
"I am ready to go with you—back to duty," the King said slowly. "There is nothing, I think, to keep me here."
Then he stood up, abruptly.
"But we can't talk here," he exclaimed. "Shall we walk?"
The Duke stood up in turn.