'Parbleu, yes! If M. Seguier, Bishop of Meaux in 1649, and Jean, Comte de Blois, bore testimony to the wonderful cures wrought upon them by praying to St. Fiacre, why should not a poor unlettered fellow such as I?'
'True; this is unanswerable.'
'And we all know, monsieur, that M. Bossuet, Bishop of Meaux, began a novena of prayers to implore the divine intercession for the Queen, who was thereafter safely delivered of a boy, who may be Louis XIV. if he lives, yet is as unlike his father as I am.'
'Perhaps you resemble the Cardinal,' said I.
'If court scandal is dangerous in the open air, monsieur, it is much more dangerous in the Bastille,' replied the man, with a hasty glance around him, as he withdrew.
'It is strange,' said I to him on the sixth or seventh day of my captivity, 'that your face seems familiar to me.'
'Perhaps, monsieur,' said he, smiling, 'those who see our faces here, remember them for ever.'
'What is your name?' I asked.
'Martin Omelette.'
'How? any relation to my maitre d'hôtel, Pierre Omelette?'