"Reproach me for my delicacy, monseigneur? Oho!"
"Yes; for if your good sister had not looked out for your interests—"
"Ah!" exclaimed Cauvignac, with an eloquent, reproachful glance at Nanon; "ah! my good sister has looked out for the interests of Monsieur—"
"Her brother," interposed Nanon, hastily; "what could be more natural?"
"And then to-day; to what do I owe the pleasure of seeing you?"
"True," said Cauvignac; "to what do you owe the pleasure of seeing me, monseigneur?"
"Why, to chance, to mere chance, which led you to return."
"Aha!" said Cauvignac to himself; "it seems that I had gone away."
"Yes, you went away, you bad brother; and without letting me know, except by a word or two, which had no other effect than to increase my anxiety."
"What would you have, dear Nanon? we must make allowances for a man in love," said the duke, with a smile.