"Are you mad, Marquis?
Think of the income that he has received from my estate.

Have you forgotten the calculation made for us last evening by the Chevalier de la Livandiere ?" "The chevalier is a fool!" declared Martial promptly.

"He forgot that Lacheneur has trebled the value of Sairmeuse.

I think that our family honor requires us to bestow upon this man an indemnity of at least one hundred thousand francs.

This would, moreover, be a good stroke of policy in the present state of public sentiment, and His Majesty would, I am sure, be much pleased." "Stroke of policy"-- "public sentiment"-- "His Majesty." One might have obtained almost anything from M.de Sairmeuse by these arguments.
"Heavenly powers!" he exclaimed; "a hundred thousand francs! how you talk! It is all very well for you, with your fortune! Still, if you really think so----" "Ah! my dear sir, is not my fortune yours?
Yes, such is really my opinion.