Why else should he desire to hear me further ?" "Unusual condescension," said Andre-Louis, and quoted "Timeo Danaos et dona ferentes." "Why ?" asked Philippe.
"Let us go and discover--unless you consider that I shall be in the way." Into a room on the right, rendered private to M.le Marquis for so long as he should elect to honour it, the young men were ushered by the host.
A fire of logs was burning brightly at the room's far end, and by this sat now M.de La Tour d'Azyr and his cousin, the Chevalier de Chabrillane.

Both rose as M.de Vilmorin came in.

Andre-Louis following, paused to close the door.
"You oblige me by your prompt courtesy, M.de Vilmorin," said the Marquis, but in a tone so cold as to belie the politeness of his words.
"A chair, I beg.

Ah, Moreau ?" The note was frigidly interrogative.

"He accompanies you, monsieur ?" he asked.
"If you please, M.le Marquis." "Why not?
Find yourself a seat, Moreau." He spoke over his shoulder as to a lackey.
"It is good of you, monsieur," said Philippe, "to have offered me this opportunity of continuing the subject that took me so fruitlessly, as it happens, to Gavrillac." The Marquis crossed his legs, and held one of his fine hands to the blaze.