A week?
A month, I dare say.

They whisper that it is the old Queen's doing.

At any rate, it is certain that they have cancelled his commissions and displaced his officers.
There are rumours of immediate peace with Spain.

Everywhere his enemies are lifting up their heads; and I hear that he has relays of horses set all the way to the coast that he may fly at any moment.

For what I know he may be gone already.' 'But, man--' I said, surprised out of my composure.