Did I not tell you so?
Be frank, my friend." "Your eminence said so." "Well, what sum did I say I wanted ?" "Forty-five millions, I think." "And what sum could we find, after collecting all our resources ?" "Thirty-nine millions two hundred and sixty thousand." "That is correct, Bernouin; that is all I wanted to know.

Leave us now," said the cardinal, fixing his brilliant eye upon the young king, who sat mute with stupefaction.
"However----" stammered the king.
"What, do you still doubt, sire ?" said the cardinal.

"Well, here is a proof of what I said." And Mazarin drew from under his bolster the paper covered with figures, which he presented to the king, who turned away his eyes, his vexation was so deep.
"Therefore, as it is a million you want, sire, and that million is not set down here, it is forty-six millions your majesty stands in need of.
Well I don't think that any Jews in the world would lend such a sum, even upon the crown of France." The king, clenching his hands beneath his ruffles, pushed away his chair.
"So it must be then!" said he, "my brother the king of England will die of hunger." "Sire," replied Mazarin, in the same tone, "remember this proverb, which I give you as the expression of the soundest policy: 'Rejoice at being poor when your neighbor is poor likewise.'" Louis meditated for a few moments, with an inquisitive glance directed to the paper, one end of which remained under the bolster.
"Then," said he, "it is impossible to comply with my demand for money, my lord cardinal, is it ?" "Absolutely, sire." "Remember, this will secure me a future enemy, if he succeed in recovering his crown without my assistance." "If your majesty only fears that, you may be quite at ease," replied Mazarin, eagerly.
"Very well, I say no more about it," exclaimed Louis XIV.
"Have I at least convinced you, sire ?" placing his hand upon that of the young king.
"Perfectly." "If there be anything else, ask it, sire, I shall be most happy to grant it to you, having refused this." "Anything else, my lord ?" "Why yes, am I not devoted body and soul to your majesty?
Hola! Bernouin!--lights and guards for his majesty! His majesty is returning to his own chamber." "Not yet, monsieur: since you place your good-will at my disposal, I will take advantage of it." "For yourself, sire ?" asked the cardinal, hoping that his niece was at length about to be named.
"No, monsieur, not for myself," replied Louis, "but still for my brother Charles." The brow of Mazarin again became clouded, and he grumbled a few words that the king could not catch..