He knew not by how many motives I was incited to retrieve the good opinion of Pleyel.

He endeavored to console me.

Some new event, he said, would occur to disentangle the maze.

He did not question the influence of my eloquence, if I thought proper to exert it.

Why not seek an interview with Pleyel, and exact from him a minute relation, in which something may be met with serving to destroy the probability of the whole?
I caught, with eagerness, at this hope; but my alacrity was damped by new reflections.