At this moment M. de Mayneville entered, and announced Borromée.
"Borromée! who is he?" cried the duke.
"The man whom you sent me from Nancy, when I asked for a man of action and mind."
"I remember; I told you he was both. But he was called Borroville."
"Yes, monseigneur; but now he is a monk, and Borromée."
"Borroville a monk! and why so?"
"That is our secret, monseigneur; you shall know hereafter, but now let us see him, for his visit disquiets me."
"Why, Borroville," cried the duke, laughing, as he entered; "what a disguise!"
"Yes, monseigneur, I am not much at my ease in this devil of a dress, I confess; but, as it is worn in the service of her highness, I do not complain."
"And what do you want so late?"