He did not believe him.

He regretted almost that he had not further questioned the girl.

But, after all, perhaps it might be easier and more expedient if he were to appear to accept the Seneschal's statement.

But he must provide against further fraud.
"Monsieur le Seneschal," said he in calmer tones, putting his anger from him, "at the best you are a blunderer and an ass, at the worst a traitor.

I will inquire no further at present; I'll not seek to discriminate too finely." "Monsieur, these insults--" began the Seneschal, summoning dignity to his aid.