"From the king."
"A mission from the king! then you have seen him again?"
"Certainly."
"And how did he receive you?"
"With enthusiasm; he has a memory, king as he is."
"A mission from the king!" stammered Gorenflot.
"Adieu," repeated Chicot.
Gorenflot rose, and seized him by the hand. "Come! let us explain ourselves," said he.
"On what?"
"On your susceptibility to-day."