They cannot comply with Burgundy's terms, and war will surely follow.

Our duke will teach these Swiss sheep to stop bleating, and when this war is finished, the dominion of Burgundy will include the Alps.

Duke Charles will have fresh ice for his dinner every day--ice from the mountain tops." "That is all he will get from the barren Swiss land, I fear," remarked Castleman.
"But if he wants it ?" answered De Rose, shrugging his shoulders.
"Yes," returned Castleman, "if the duke wants it, God give it him; but I am sorry to see war with so peaceful a people as the Swiss." "There are many persons in Burgundy foolish enough to agree with you," answered De Rose, laughingly, "but for my part, the will of my master is my will." "Amen!" said the cautious burgher.
De Rose smiled, and said:-- "There is but one will in Burgundy, and that will be done." "Where is the duke ?" asked Castleman.
"He is at home in Ghent," answered the herald.
"Is he to remain there ?" asked the burgher, displaying a sudden interest.
"I believe he goes soon to Peronne to look after his affairs, on the French border, and to see the duchess and the princess before leaving for Switzerland.

It is also publicly known that the duke, while at Peronne, intends to arrange for the immediate marriage of the princess to the Dauphin.

He wishes to tie the hands of King Louis before making war elsewhere, and he is going to Peronne to cause this marriage to be celebrated before he leaves Burgundy." "Sacred God!" exclaimed the usually phlegmatic burgher.