"Your horse is sound?" the bishop asked, as now he partook of a glass out of the second bottle.
"Ay, it is sound," replied the other. "It has not left the stable for three days."
"You can, therefore, ride forth to-morrow."
"Further than he can, weather permitting."
"Good. Therefore ride ahead of him until you meet the Marquis de Roquemaure. Then you can deliver to him a message somewhat similar to the one he will deliver to the mother of the noble marquis."
"What is the message?"
"The message he will deliver to madame la marquise—if he is fortunate enough to see her—is the word 'Yes.' The message you will deliver to her son, whom you must see, is also 'Yes.' And, if you can remember, you may also say to the marquis, 'It is the man.' Can you remember?"
"Without doubt I can. The words are: 'Yes. It is the man.'"
"Those are the words."