"Adieu, Duke! Our astrologer's figure holds another meaning than the one we gave it. Bid him be more exact, and take into account what he has forgotten, the beatings of our hearts, ... of those of us that have hearts!"
Wallenstein bowed low. His face showed nothing of what he felt.
"Adieu, your Highness! There is perhaps more in the spirit of Wallenstein than the merchant, more than the politician, more than the soldier. I give your Highness thanks for all your furtherance, while I deplore the rupture of the alliance, from which it is your Highness's pleasure to withdraw. Adieu!"
Nigel returned as the last word was spoken, and Wallenstein proceeded—
"Adieu also, General Charteris! My best wishes go with you! If His Imperial Majesty should inquire, you have my authority to tell him in what state of mind you have found me, and nothing of what Her Highness has indiscreetly disclosed. I know that in all things I can rely upon your discretion."
Nigel gave him the assurance, and after a parting salutation led the Archduchess to her coach.