“Well?”
“I asked a woodcutter who this gentleman on the black horse was, and he said, ‘M. de Monsoreau.’”
“Well,” said Antragues, “it is not so uncommon to carry away a woman, is it, Bussy?”
“No; but, at least, one might let them cry out.”
“And who was the woman?”
“That I do not know; but he has a bad reputation,”
“Do you know anything else about him?”
“No; but he is much feared by his tenantry. However, he is a good hunter, and will fill his post better than St. Luc would have done, for whom it was first destined.”
“Do you know where St. Luc is?”
“No; is he still the king’s prisoner?”