"It is a question--but, in a word, have you a mind, M.de Biron, to be Governor of Rochelle?
The King, having dealt the blow that has been struck to-day, looks to follow up severity, as a wise ruler should, with indulgence.

And to quiet the minds of the Rochellois he would set over them a ruler at once acceptable to them--or war must come of it--and faithful to his Majesty.

Such a man, M.de Biron, will in such a post be Master of the Kingdom; for he will hold the doors of Janus, and as he bridles his sea-dogs, or unchains them, there will be peace or war in France." "Is all that from the King's mouth ?" Biron asked with sarcasm.

But his passion had died down.

He was grown thoughtful, suspicious; he eyed the other intently as if he would read his heart.
"The offer is his, and the reflections are mine," Tavannes answered dryly.