Then, growing restive, he asked when my daughter would return.

'When you depart, monsieur,' I answered him, and, being pressed for reasons, I dealt so frankly with him that within twenty-four hours he was on his way back to Paris." The Vicomte paused and took a turn in the apartment, whilst I pondered his words, which were bringing me a curious revelation.

Presently he resumed.
"And now, Chatellerault having failed in his purpose, the King chooses a more dangerous person for the gratifying of his desires.

He sends the Marquis, Marcel de Bardelys to Lavedan on the same business.

No doubt he attributes Chatellerault's failure to clumsiness, and he has decided this time to choose a man famed for courtly address and gifted with such arts of dalliance that he cannot fail but enmesh my daughter in them.