does much agitate his Majesty now and afterwards.--A painful
thought or suspicion, rising sometimes (in that temperament of
his) to the pitch of the horrible. I believe it occasionally, ever
henceforth, keeps haunting the highly poetic temperament of his
Majesty, nor ever quits him again at all; stalking always, now and
then, through the vacant chambers of his mind, in what we may call
the night-season (or time of solitude and hypochondriacal
reflection),--though in busy times again (in daylight, so to
speak) he impatiently casts it from him. Poor Majesty!

But figure Grumkow, figure the Tobacco-Parliament when Majesty
laid these Papers on the Table! A HANSARD of that night would be
worth reading. There is thunderous note of interrogation on his
Majesty's face;--what a glimmer in the hard puckery eyes of
Feldzeugmeister Seckendorf, "JARNI-BLEU!" No doubt, an excessively
astonished Parliament. Nothing but brass of face will now serve
the principal Honorable Gentleman there; but in that happily he is
not wanting.

Of course Grumkow denies the Letters point-blank: Mere forgeries,
these, of the English Court, plotting to ruin your Majesty's
faithful servant, and bring in other servants they will like
better! May have written to Reichenbach, nay indeed has, this or
that trifling thing: but those Copyists in St. Mary Axe,
"deciphering,"--garbling, manufacturing, till they make a romance
of it,--alas, your Majesty? Nay, at any rate, what are the
Letters? Grumkow can plead that they are the foolishest
insignificant rubbish of Court-gossip, not tending any bad road,
if they have a tendency. That they are adapted to the nature of
the beast, and of the situation,--this he will carefully abstain