6/12 "Fly!" "I will remain," said Fouquet. "And, besides, does not everything serve me ?" "You have Belle-Isle," cried the Abbe Fouquet. "Patience, then, patience!" "Before arriving at Nantes, what a distance!" said Madame Fouquet. "But what is to be done there? I know well it is for the purpose of ruining me; but to refuse to go would be to evince uneasiness." "Well, I have discovered the means of reconciling everything," cried Pelisson. |