"It is very old Volnay." "Does that poor student, Seldon, drink such good wine ?" "Oh, no!" "I thought I heard you say he was boarded at fifteen francs." "He! no, indeed; a man who makes districts--distichs I mean--at fifteen francs! No, no! it is his neighbor who is at fifteen francs." "Which neighbor ?" "The other, second Bertaudiere." "Excuse me, my dear governor; but you speak a language which requires quite an apprenticeship to understand." "Very true," said the governor.

"Allow me to explain: second Bertaudiere is the person who occupies the second floor of the tower of the Bertaudiere." "So that Bertaudiere is the name of one of the towers of the Bastile?
The fact is, I think I recollect hearing that each tower has a name of its own.

Whereabouts is the one you are speaking of ?" "Look," said Baisemeaux, going to the window.

"It is that tower to the left--the second one." "Is the prisoner at fifteen francs there ?" "Yes." "Since when ?" "Seven or eight years, nearly." "What do you mean by nearly?
Do you not know the dates more precisely ?" "It was not in my time, M.d'Herblay." "But I should have thought that Louviere or Tremblay would have told you." "The secrets of the Bastile are never handed over with the keys of the governorship." "Indeed! Then the cause of his imprisonment is a mystery--a state secret." "Oh, no! I do not suppose it is a state secret, but a secret--like everything that happens at the Bastile." "But," said Aramis, "why do you speak more freely of Seldon than of second Bertaudiere ?" "Because, in my opinion, the crime of the man who writes a distich is not so great as that of the man who resembles--" "Yes, yes; I understand you.

Still, do not the turnkeys talk with your prisoners ?" "Of course." "The prisoners, I suppose, tell them they are not guilty ?" "They are _always_ telling them that; it is a matter of course; the same song over and over again." "But does not the resemblance you were speaking about just now strike the turnkeys ?" "My dear M.d'Herblay, it is only for men attached to the court, as you are, to take trouble about such matters." "You're right, you're right, my dear M.Baisemeaux.Let me give you another taste of this Volnay." "Not a taste merely, a full glass; fill yours too." "Nay, nay! You are a musketeer still, to the very tips of your fingers, while I have become a bishop.