Scarcely had he arrived in Paris when he was thrown into the Bastille, and for two years kept in solitary confinement.

When his innocence was at last acknowledged and his liberty restored to him, his health was destroyed, his fortune exhausted by the expenses of the trial.

La Bourdonnais died before long, employing the last remnants of his life and of his strength in pouring forth his anger against Dupleix, to whom he attributed all his woes.

His indignation was excusable, and some of his grievances were well grounded; but the germs of suspicion thus sown by the unfortunate prisoner released from the Bastille were destined before long to consign to perdition not only his enemy, but also, together with him, that French dominion in India to which M.de La Bourdonnais had dedicated his life.
Meanwhile Dupleix grew greater and greater, every day more powerful and more daring.

The English had not forgotten the affair of Madras.