They were'-- and here the speaker looked for an instant at me--'Ha! Marsac! A moi!' 'Indeed!' M.de Rambouillet said, after looking to the king for permission.

'And that was all?
You saw nothing ?' Bruhl shook his head.

'It was too dark,' he said.
'And heard no more ?' 'No.' 'Do I understand, then,' the Marquis continued slowly, 'that M.de Marsac is arrested because the priest--God rest his soul!--cried to him for help ?' 'For help ?' M.de Retz exclaimed fiercely.
'For help ?' said the king, surprised.

And at that the most; ludicrous change fell upon the faces of all.

The king looked puzzled, the Duke of Nevers smiled, the Duke of Mercoeur laughed aloud.