"Friends?"
"To be sure; aren't you my friend? What constitutes friendship? Confidence. Now I am full of confidence in you. I tell you all my own business, and other people's too."
"Have you ever had occasion to repent of your confidence."
"Never, so far as you are concerned at least; but it's not so with everybody. There is one man in Paris that I am looking for, and with God's help I shall meet him some day."
"My dear fellow," interrupted Marmagne, who had a shrewd suspicion who the man was, "I told you that I was much hurried."
"But wait a moment, pray, when I tell you that you can do me a great service."
"Well, speak quickly."
"You stand well at court, do you not?"
"My friends say so."
"You have some influence then?"