“I trust, monsieur le comte, that he will not neglect so excellent an opportunity.”
“He should be at Paris by this time.”
“He will take the direct road perhaps to make up for lost time.”
“Where is he now?”
“At Orleans.”
“Monsieur,” said De Guiche, “you seem to me a man of very good taste.”
Malicorne was wearing some of Manicamp’s old-new clothes. He bowed in return, saying, “You do me a very great honor, monsieur le comte.”
“Whom have I the pleasure of addressing?”
“My name is Malicorne, monsieur.”
“M. de Malicorne, what do you think of these pistol-holsters?”