“And what does his wife say?”
The query made Florestan laugh.
“Madame does not bother herself about her lord and master, I can assure you. Sometimes they don’t meet for weeks. All she wants is plenty of money. And ain’t we just dunned!”
“But the Mussidans are wealthy?”
“Tremendously so, but at times there is not the value of a franc in the house. Then Madame is like a tigress, and would sent to borrow from all her friends.”
“But she must feel much humiliated?”
“Not a bit; when she wants a heavy amount, she sends off to the Duke de Champdoce, and he always parts; but she doesn’t mince matters with him.”
“It would seem as if you had known the contents of your mistress’s letters?” remarked Mascarin with a smile.
“Of course I have; I like to know what is in the letters I carry about. She only says, ‘My good friend, I want so much,’ and back comes the money without a word. Of course it is easy to see that there has been something between them.”
“Yes, evidently.”