with spirit and propriety: "No, Sir. The memorials of the great
things which my master has done are to be seen in many places;
but not in his own house."

Great as was the success of the embassy, there was one drawback.
James was still at Saint Germains; and round the mock King were
gathered a mock Court and Council, a Great Seal and a Privy Seal,
a crowd of garters and collars, white staves and gold keys.
Against the pleasure which the marked attentions of the French
princes and grandees gave to Portland, was to be set off the
vexation which he felt when Middleton crossed his path with the
busy look of a real Secretary of State. But it was with emotions
far deeper that the Ambassador saw on the terraces and in the
antechambers of Versailles men who had been deeply implicated in
plots against the life of his master. He expressed his
indignation loudly and vehemently. "I hope," he said, "that there
is no design in this; that these wretches are not purposely
thrust in my way. When they come near me all my blood runs back
in my veins." His words were reported to Lewis. Lewis employed
Boufflers to smooth matters; and Boufflers took occasion to say
something on the subject as if from himself. Portland easily
divined that in talking with Boufflers he was really talking with
Lewis, and eagerly seized the opportunity of representing the
expediency, the absolute necessity, of removing James to a
greater distance from England. "It was not contemplated,
Marshal," he said, "when we arranged the terms of peace in
Brabant, that a palace in the suburbs of Paris was to continue to
be an asylum for outlaws and murderers." "Nay, my Lord," said
Boufflers, uneasy doubtless on his own account, "you will not; I
am sure, assert that I gave you any pledge that King James would