At last I sprang up.
"The Chevalier de Canaples must be warned," I exclaimed.
"'T is an ugly business," muttered Montresor.

"I'll wager a hundred that Mazarin will hang the Chevalier if he catches him just now." "He would not dare!" cried Malpertuis.
"Not dare ?" echoed the lieutenant.

"The man who imprisoned the Princes of Conde and Conti, and the Duke of Beaufort, not dare hang a provincial knight with never a friend at Court! Pah, Monsieur, you do not know Cardinal Mazarin." I realised to the full how likely Montresor's prophecy was to be fulfilled, and before I left Malpertuis I assured him that he had not poured his story into the ears of an indifferent listener, and that I would straightway find means of communicating with Canaples..