"If only Richon does n't say anything."
"Oh! there's no fear of that; he's very circumspect."
"Hush!"
As they ceased to speak, they heard Canolles' voice.
"Two covers, Master Biscarros," he cried. "Two covers! Monsieur Richon sups with me."
"By your leave, no," replied Richon; "it's impossible."
"The deuce! so you too propose to sup alone, like the young gentleman upstairs?"
"What gentleman?"
"The one upstairs, I say."
"What's his name?"