“Unknown? yes, monsieur,” said Malicorne, smiling in his turn.
“Very good. I will speak to Monsieur about it. By the by, she is of gentle birth?”
“She belongs to a very good family and is maid of honor to Madame.”
“That’s well. Will you accompany me to Monsieur?”
“Most certainly, if I may be permitted the honor.”
“Have you your carriage?”
“No; I came here on horseback.”
“Dressed as you are?”
“No, monsieur; I posted from Orleans, and I changed my traveling suit for the one I have on, in order to present myself to you.”
“True, you already told me you had come from Orleans;” saying which he crumpled Manicamp’s letter in his hand, and thrust it in his pocket.