Gabrielle, who was constantly spreading reports that she would be the king’s wife.  To give consistency to this report she took it into her head to have her son presented at baptism as a child of France, and an order was brought to Sully “to pay what was right to the heralds, trumpeters, and hautbois players who had performed at the baptism of Alexander, Monsieur, child of France.”  After looking at the order, Sully detained it, and had another made out, which made no mention of Alexander.  The men complained, saying, “Sir, the sum we ought to have for our attendance at the baptism of children of France has for a long while been fixed.” " Away, away!” said Sully, in a rage; “I’ll do nothing of the sort; there are no children of France.”  And he told the king about it, who said, “There’s malice in that, but I will certainly stop it; tear up that order.”  And turning to some of his courtiers, “See the tricks that people play, and the traps they lay for those who serve me well and after my own heart.  An order hath been sent to M. de Rosny, with the design of offending me if he honored it, or of offending the Duchess of Beaufort if he repudiated it.  I will see to it.  Go to her, my friend,” he said to Rosny; “tell her what has taken place; satisfy her in so far as you can.  If that is not sufficient, I will speak like the master, and not like the man.”  Sully went to the cloister of St. Germain, where the Duchess of Beaufort was lodged, and told her that he came by the king’s command to inform her of what was going on.  “I am aware of all,” said Gabrielle, “and do not care to know any more; I am not made as the king is, whom you persuade that black is white.”  “Ho! ho! madame,” replied Sully, “since you take it in that way, I kiss your hands, and shall not fail to do my duty for all your furies.”  He returned to the Louvre and told the king.  “Here, come with me,” said Henry; “I will let you see that women have not possession of me, as certain malignant spirits spread about that they have.”  He got into Sully’s carriage, went with him to the Duchess of Beaufort’s, and, taking her by the hand, said, “Now, madame, let us go into your room, and let nobody else enter except you, and Rosny, and me.  I want to speak to you both, and teach you to be good friends together.”  Then, having shut the door quite close, and holding Gabrielle with one hand and Rosny with the other, he said, “Good God! madame, what is the meaning of this?  So you would vex me for sheer wantonness of heart in order to try my patience?  By God, I swear to you that, if you continue these fashions of going on, you will find yourself very much out in your expectations.  I see quite well that you have been put up to all this pleasantry in order to make me dismiss a servant whom I cannot do without, and who has always served me loyally for five and twenty years.  By God, I will do nothing of the kind, and I declare to you that if I were reduced to such a necessity as to choose between losing one or the other, I could better do without ten mistresses like you than one servant like him.”