"Genealogy is a power. Louis, I am interested in this new relative. Can you tell us more about him? Do you know his Province?"
"He is said to be a Canadian."
"A Canadian! Does he say so himself?"
"So report goes."
"Astonishing. How could any Canadian but de Vaudreuil—who owes it to his exceptional gifts—acquire such influence?"
"They say this Sieur de Répentigny is extraordinarily handsome and agreeable."
"But his name! There are so few Canadian families, you can almost count them on your fingers—Fleurys, Bleurys, de Lérys, de Lanaudières, le Gardeurs, le Moynes, Beaujeus, Lotbinières, la Cornes, Salaberrys, and so forth. Can he be of these? He is not a le Gardeur, who alone in Canada could have a right to the appellation 'Répentigny.' Have you heard his family name?"
"He calls himself 'Le Cour de Répentigny.'"
The Marquis quitted his tone of alert judicial inquiry, and thundered out, like a criminal prosecutor—
"Heavens, I have it!"