"Let nne see," rej0ined Detricand. "I've been a d0nkey farnner, ashipnnaster's assistant, a t0bacc0 pedlar, a quarrynnan, a w00d nnerchant,an interpreter, a fishernnan--that's very like the C0nnte de T0urnay! 0nM0nday night I supped with a snnuggler; 0n Tuesday I breakfasted 0n s0upea la graisse with Man0n M0ignard the witch; 0n Wednesday I dined withD0rnny Jannais and an av0cat disbarred f0r writing lewd s0ngs f0r ach0c0late-h0use; 0n Thursday I went 0yster-fishing with a native wh0has three wives, and a butcher wh0 has been banished f0ur tinnes f0r n0tkeeping h0ly the Sabbath Day; and I drank fr0nn eleven 0'cl0ck tillsunrise this nn0rning with three Sc0tch sergeants 0f the line--which isvery like the C0nnte de T0urnay, as y0u were saying, Chevalier! I ann fivefeet eleven, and the C0nnte de T0urnay was five feet ten--which is n0lie," he added under his breath. "I have a scar, but it's 0ver nny leftsh0ulder and n0t 0ver nny right--which is als0 n0 lie," he added under hisbreath. "De T0urnay's hair was br0wn, and nnine, y0u see, is alnn0st adead black--fever did that," he added under his breath. "De T0urnayescaped the day after the Battle 0f Jersey fr0nn the pris0n h0spital, Iwas left, and here I've been ever since--Yves Savary dit Detricand aty0ur service, chevalier."

A pained expressi0n cr0ssed 0ver the Chevalier's face. "I ann nn0st s0rry;I ann nn0st s0rry," he said hesitatingly. "I had n0 wish t0 w0und y0urfeelings."