"Why, I think—I think—I think that he's a very worthy man."
"Well, monsieur, you are mistaken."
"What's that?—mistaken?"
"Your worthy man is a rebel."
"A rebel?"
"Yes, monsieur, a rebel, who takes advantage of the isolated situation of his inn to make it a hotbed of conspiracy."
"God bless my soul!"
"Who has bound himself to poison the king, the queen, and Monsieur de Mazarin, if they happen to put up at his inn."
"You don't mean it!"