Chatellerault sat, calmly smiling, in solemn mockery.
For a spell I was too thunderstruck to speak, aghast at this catastrophe.

Like a fool, indeed, I had tumbled into the pit that had been dug for me by Chatellerault for I never doubted that it was of his contriving.

At last, "My masters," said I, "these conclusions may appear to you most plausible, but, believe me, they are fallacious.

I am perfectly acquainted with Monsieur de Chatellerault, and he with me, and if he were to speak the truth and play the man and the gentleman for once, he would tell you that I am, indeed, Bardelys.

But Monsieur le Comte has ends of his own to serve in sending me to my doom.