Bure, however, who said he knew M.de Pavannes by sight, laughed at the idea.

"Your friend," he said, "is a wider man than that!" And I thought he was right there--but then it might be the cut of the clothes.

"They have been at the Louvre playing paume, I'll be sworn!" he went on.

"So the Admiral must be better.
The one next us was M.de Teligny, the Admiral's son-in-law.

And the other, whom you mean, was the Comte de la Rochefoucault." We turned as he spoke into a narrow street near the river, and could see not far from us a mass of dark buildings which Bure told us was the Louvre--the king's residence.