"We have just been made acquainted with his death.

God rest his kindly soul." The king sank deeper into his pillows.
"But we shall hear from his son within a few days," continued the prelate, taking the king's hand in his own.

"My son, cease to worry.
Alexia's future is in good hands.

I have confidence that the public debt will be liquidated on the twentieth." "Or renewed," said the chancellor.

"Your Majesty must not forget that Prince Frederick sacrifices his own private fortune to adjust our indebtedness.