"No; matter;" said Henry; "I am not riding to see my mistress.

I have a longer journey before me." And so, followed by a rabble rout of courtiers, without boots or cloaks; and mounted on, sorry hacks--the King-of France rode forth from his capital post-haste, and turning as he left the gates, hurled back impotent imprecations upon Paris and its mob.

Thenceforth, for a long interval, there: was no king in that country.

Mucio had done his work, and earned his wages, and Philip II.

reigned in Paris.