"I am hardly likely to forget the man who tried hard to kill both of us!" interrupted Jacques.
"You have kept your knowledge very close then!" I replied.
"I had no wish to pry into your secrets, monsieur."
"It was not exactly a secret. Something happened while you were with the Count of St Cyr. I had this man's life in my hand, and spared it."
Jacques shrugged his shoulders as if to imply that he had hardly thought me capable of acting so foolishly.
"He is in Monseigneur's service, and, as you know, came to warn me against Etienne Cordel. He promised, if he could ferret out the lawyer's schemes, to write to me."
"Do you really trust this fellow, monsieur?"
"He bears no love to those of the Religion," I answered; "but for me personally I believe he would lay down his life."
"Very good," said Jacques, as if argument was utterly useless against such folly.
"I was thinking it possible that in coming to or going from Le Blanc he was recognized. If so, the lawyer would be put on his guard."