"You are mistaken; I stayed a very long time at the lansquenet table," rejoined Léodgard, curtly.
"I' faith! my dear fellow, it is a delightful affair," said Sénange; "it is impossible to do things more handsomely or to entertain one's guests with more magnificence."
"I am very glad if you have had an enjoyable evening," said Léodgard; and his brow lost a few of its wrinkles.
"Vive Dieu! we should be most exacting if we did not think this supper perfectly exquisite; you did well to hire this little house, on my word! it seems to have been built expressly for parties of this sort."
"But you have never shown us the whole of your house. If I am not mistaken, there is another wing at the rear of the courtyard; does no one go there?"
"That is where I live," replied Léodgard, becoming serious once more; "but it is not arranged for the reception of company."
"Moreover, it is the mysterious wing!" cried Camilla, laughingly. "If I wish to be allowed to go there, I must notify monsieur le comte a long while beforehand."
"Hush, Camilla! a truce to your foolery!" said Léodgard, with a stern glance at the courtesan.
"Upon my word, you are gallant to-night!—Don't expect me to take your part another time when people say that you no longer seem cheerful!"
"Who said that?"