"And then," said Fouquet, "because it is impossible it should be the king, Gourville, as the king was still in Paris yesterday."
Gourville replied to the surintendant by a look which said: "You were there yourself yesterday."
"And by what do you make out they are in such haste?" added he, for the sake of gaining time.
"By this, monsieur," said the patron; "these people must have set out a long while after us, and they have already nearly overtaken us."
"Bah!" said Gourville, "who told you that they do not come from Beaugency or from Moit, even?"
"We have seen no lighter of that shape, except at Orleans. It comes from Orleans, monsieur, and makes great haste."
Fouquet and Gourville exchanged a glance. The patron remarked their uneasiness, and to mislead him, Gourville immediately said:
"Some friend, who has laid a wager he would catch us; let us win the wager, and not allow him to come up with us."
The patron opened his mouth to reply that that was impossible, when Fouquet said with much hauteur:
"If it is any one who wishes to overtake us, let him come."