The next day, Sacqueville-Danglars, leaving the Chamber, where he had displayed signs of violent agitation and especially had been more acerbic against the ministry than ever, waxing particularly eloquent on the subject of de Brie's policies concerning the Morian spats industry, mounted his coach and ordered the driver to take him to Champs-Valinorées, n°. 30.
Monte Fato was at home; only he begged M. de Sacqueville-Danglars to wait a moment, as he was discussing an essay on the religious beliefs of Orcs with the abbé Glorfindoni.
Having been admitted to the Count's smoking-room and exchanged the usual pleasantries, the baron de Sacqueville-Danglars turned the conversation to the subject of the Pseudonimi. "All these Ents of quality have the habit of marrying among themselves, n'est-ce pas?" he said casually. "They love to associate their fortunes."
"Customarily they did, although they have some difficulty in finding suitable matches lately, on account of the scarcity of Entouives (you have sans doute heard Édith Piaff's cabaret song on the subject), and Entelletto Pseudonimo is in any case an original who does not do as the others. No one will rid me of the idea that he sends his son to Arnor in order to find a wife."
"You believe?"
"I am certain."
