"On Saturday, the 22 Yavannidor."
"Bien, it is now Tuesday ... we leave tomorrow, and the next day we will be in Le Havre-Gris. Do you know, monsieur le comte, you are a charming man to put people at their ease, whether through your manners or your jewellery. When did you issue your invitations?"
"I had my Fantômes send the letters by postal owl today."
"Bien, I shall run to M. de Sacqueville-Danglars and announce that we are leaving Annuminas tomorrow. I didn't see you (and for some odd reason I cannot see you at the moment, in any case), and know nothing of your dinner."
"And M. de Brie who was with you earlier? No, you will simply and naïvely say that I have invited you, but you regretfully declined the invitation because of your voyage to Le Havre-Gris."
"Eh bien, voilà what is settled."
