The townsmen, I believe, are very honest." "And you, though the most honest in the Castle, are not very honest ?" "I take what I find, Madame," I answered.
"So M.Colbert tells me," she said with a swift glance at me.

"Yet it's not always worth taking." "I keep it, in case it should become so," I answered, for I guessed that Colbert had told her of my encounter with M.de Fontelles; if that were so, she might have a curiosity to see me without the added inducement of Monmouth's malicious stories.
"Not if it be a secret?
No man keeps that," she cried.
"He may, if he be not in love, Madame." "But are you that monster, Mr Dale ?" said she.

"Shame on the ladies of my native land! Yet I'm glad! For, if you're not in love, you'll be more ready to serve me, perhaps." "Mr Dale, Madame, is not incapable of falling in love," said Monmouth with a bow.

"Don't try his virtue too much." "He shall fall in love then with Louise," she cried.
Monmouth made a grimace, and the Duchess suddenly fell to laughing, as she glanced over her shoulder towards the King, who was busily engaged in conversation with Mlle.

de Querouaille.
"Indeed, no!" I exclaimed with a fervour that I had not intended.