"Monsieur?" was the reply.
"Excuse me if I take you away from your reflections."
"Make no excuses, monsieur, for I never reflect."
"The devil! you are surely endowed with a fortunate mental organization, monsieur."
"And therefore I never complain."
"Ah, well, you're not like me in that; for I am very much inclined to complain."
"Of what, monsieur?"
"Because I was arrested just when I was least expecting it, to be taken I don't know where."
"Oh! yes, monsieur, you do know, for you were told."
"So I was. We are going to Île Saint-Georges, aren't we?"