Denis stood watching Leoni, who stood looking thoughtfully after his master.
There, Leoni, was I not right in letting these boys share our confidence?
Leoni held out the little glistening flask, retaining it tightly, while Denis twisted off the tiny, cup-like top.
“A trick of fence, sir, merely a trick of fence,” said Leoni quietly.
“How—” He stopped short, for Leoni placed his lips close to his ear.
And Leoni and Saint Simon rose, the doctor hesitating a moment at the door.
The precise date of the tune “Leoni” is unknown, as also the precise date of the hymn.
“At any time when the King does not require my services,” said Leoni, smiling.
Francis turned to Leoni as he spoke, and the doctor bowed his head in acquiescence.
But as he reached the door he stopped short and turned to Leoni.