"Old tales his old nurse has stuffed him withal.

He'll come by-and-by, and 'twill be well if you can divert him." "I will, if he come," Rochefoucauld answered, shuffling the cards.

"If not 'tis Chicot's business, and he should attend to it.

I'm tired, and shall to bed." "He will come," Tavannes answered, and moved, as if to go on.

Then he paused for a last word.