"How can you put such a question to me, my dear Monsieur Lebrenn?"
"Indeed, monsieur? You won't object if my daughter—"
"Better still! I have an idea, my dear man; an excellent idea!"
"What is it, monsieur?"
"Did you ever hear of the tourneys of olden days?"
"Tourneys, monsieur?"
"Yes, in the days of chivalry."
"I beg your pardon, monsieur; plain people like us—"
"Well, dear Monsieur Lebrenn, in the days of chivalry, tourneys were held, and at those tourneys several of my ancestors, whom you see there," and he waved his hand towards the pictures, "took a hand."