I tried to embrace her, and she turned her head away.

I grew angry, and we quarreled: and she told me she should never be at home to me any more."' "Poor Joyeuse; what did you do ?" "Pardieu, sire! I took my hat and cloak, bowed, and went out, without once looking back." "Bravo, Joyeuse; it was courageous." "The more so, sire, that I thought I heard her sigh." "But you will return ?" "No, I am proud." "Well, my friend, this rupture is for your good." "Perhaps so, sire; but I shall probably be horribly ennuye for a week, having nothing to do.

It may perhaps amuse me, however, as it is something new, and I think it distingue." "Certainly it is, I have made it so," said the king.

"However, I will occupy you with something." "Something lazy, I hope ?" A second noise came from the chair; one might have thought the dog was laughing at the words of Joyeuse.
"What am I to do, sire ?" continued Joyeuse.
"Get on your boots." "Oh! that is against all my ideas." "Get on horseback." "On horseback! impossible." "And why ?" "Because I am an admiral, and admirals have nothing to do with horses." "Well, then, admiral, if it be not your place to mount a horse, it is so at all events to go on board ship.

So you will start at once for Rouen, where you will find your admiral's ship, and make ready to sail immediately for Antwerp." "For Antwerp!" cried Joyeuse, in a tone as despairing as though he had received an order for Canton or Valparaiso.
"I said so," replied the king, in a cold and haughty tone, "and there is no need to repeat it." Joyeuse, without making the least further resistance, fastened his cloak and took his hat.
"What a trouble I have to make myself obeyed," continued Henri.
"Ventrebleu! if I forget sometimes that I am the master, others might remember it." Joyeuse bowed stifly, and said, "Your orders, sire ?" The king began to melt.