"I know it," said a monk who was standing by. "It is Bussy Leclerc."
"Ah! a good sword," said Chicot.
Jacques reiterated his request.
"I cannot teach you," said Chicot. "I taught myself by reflection and practice; and I advise you to do the same."
Gorenflot and Chicot now returned to the house.
"I hope," said Gorenflot, with pride, "that this is a house worth something, and well managed."
"Wonderful! my friend; and when I return from my mission—"
"Ah! true, dear M. Chicot; let us speak of your mission."
"So much the more willingly, that I have a message to send to the king before I go."
"To the king, my dear friend! You correspond with the king?"