Yet, remembering that my father and he had been good friends, his manner left me nonplussed.

What cause could he have for this animosity to the son?
Could it be merely my position at Court that made me seem in his rebel eyes a natural enemy?
"You are acquainted with this Bardelys ?" I inquired, by way of drawing him.
"I knew his father," he answered gruffly.

"An honest, upright gentleman." "And the son," I inquired timidly, "has he none of these virtues ?" "I know not what virtues he may have; his vices are known to all the world.

He is a libertine, a gambler, a rake, a spendthrift.

They say he is one of the King's favourites, and that his monstrous extravagances have earned for him the title of 'Magnificent'." He uttered a short laugh.