Cha. [Taking it.] The papers also! Do you think
I dare not read them?
Pol. Read them, sir!
Cha. They prove,
My father, still a month within the year
Since he so solemnly consigned it me,
Means to resume his crown? They shall prove that,
Or my best dungeon ...
D'O. Even say, Chambery!
'T is vacant, I surmise, by this.