"You have done enough mischief then, you think!" sneered Dolly.
I turned about again.
"Mischief!"
"Why, you have ruined my name," said Dolly, with the savage look in her eyes still there. "But you did not think of that! You thought only of yourself. The whole palace will know to-morrow that you beat down the porter to force your way in. And it will not lose in the telling."
I had nothing to say to that. It was true enough, and the very kind of talk with which the Court continually diverted itself. But I would not show my dismay. Indeed the very thought of any trouble to her had no more occurred to my mind than the consequences to a charging bull.
"We will see about that," I said, "when I speak with His Majesty."
Dolly laughed again, but without merriment.
"Oh! you will do this and that, no doubt," she said. "And when shall you see His Majesty?"
I took out my watch.
"It is nearly nine," I said. "I shall see His Majesty in thirteen hours.
You had best be packing your valises. We shall ride at noon."