"Is that all?"
"That's all."
"I don't understand."
"So much the better! the errand will be done all the better for that."
Ferguzon's confidence in his captain was unbounded, so he walked toward the door without another word.
"Order up some wine, and of the best," said Cauvignac; "monsieur must be thirsty."
Ferguzon bowed and went out. Within the half-hour he returned, and found Cauvignac at table with the tradesman, both doing honor to that famous Orléans wine which rejoiced the Gascon palate of Henri IV.
"Well?" said Cauvignac, inquiringly.
"Here is the receipt."
"Is that what you desire?"