We have arranged our little affairs, madame, and we will descend to the saloon where, I think, your epouseur is sighing for your presence." "Let him sigh, sire! With your permission, I should like to retire." "Go, madame, where you wish.

Pollnitz will conduct you to your carriage." He offered her his hand, and, with a friendly bow, led her to the door.
"Farewell, madame! I believe we part friends ?" "Sire," she answered, smiling faintly, "I can only say as the soldiers do, 'I thank you for your gracious punishment!'" She bowed and left the room hastily, that the king might not see her tears..