"How?"
"Promise me a hundred more pistoles after the errand is done."
"It's a bargain," said Nanon, with a shrug.
"Mark the difference. I ask you for no oath, and your simple word is enough for me. We will say a hundred pistoles to the man who hands you from me Monsieur de Canolles' receipt."
"Yes; but you speak of a third person; do you not expect to return yourself?"
"Who knows? I have business myself which requires my presence in the neighborhood of Paris."
Nanon could not restrain an exclamation of delight
"Ah! that's not polite," said Cauvignac, with a laugh; "but never mind, dear sister, no malice."
"Agreed; but to horse!"