"Well, I saw that the monks were really soldiers, and instead of obeying Dom Modeste, obeyed you."
"Ah, truly: but doubtless that was not all?"
"No; but more to drink, or my memory will fail me."
And as his bottle was empty, he held out his glass for more.
"Well, now do you remember?"
"Oh, yes, I should think so."
"Well, what else?"
"I saw that there was a plot."
"A plot!" cried Borromée, turning pale.
"Yes, a plot."