"About the order of release, my dear friend."
"Tell me what you mean, monsieur—no, monseigneur," said the governor, almost suffocated by surprise and terror.
"It is a very simple affair; you remember, dear M. de Baisemeaux, that an order of release was sent to you."
"Yes, for Marchiali."
"Very good! we both thought that it was for Marchiali?"
"Certainly; you will recollect, however, that I would not believe it, but that you compelled me."
"Oh! Baisemeaux, my good fellow, what a word to make use of!—strongly recommended, that was all."
"Strongly recommended, yes; strongly recommended to give him up to you: and that you carried him off with you in your carriage."
"Well, my dear Monsieur de Baisemeaux, it was a mistake; it was discovered at the ministry, so that I now bring you an order from the king to set at liberty—Seldon, that poor Scotch fellow, you know."
"Seldon! are you sure this time?"