“Well, what do you say, Bussy?”
“I say that you are well served, monseigneur.”
“You mean betrayed.”
“Ah, true; I forgot the end.”
“The wretch! he made me believe in the death woman——”
“Whom he stole from you; it is black enough.”
“How did he manage?”
“He made the father believe you the ravisher, and offered himself to rescue the lady, presented himself at the château of Beaugé with a letter from the Baron de Méridor, brought a boat to the windows, and carried away the prisoner; then shut her up in the house you know of, and by constantly working upon her fears, forced her to become his wife.”
“Is it not infamous?”
“Only partly excused by your conduct, monseigneur.”