"His father?"
"Certainly."
"My lord's father is not dead?"
"He was not about five or six months since. We wrote to him for some family papers."
"But he never comes here?"
"For a good reason. These fifteen years he has lived in the country, at Angers."
"But my lord never goes to see him?"
"His father?"
"Yes."
"Never, never—not he!"