"Did not Monsieur Godfrey inform us that he was unwell?
Go then, Monsieur Godfrey." "No, not so," said the Pasteur.

"Remain seated.

In one minute I will be ready to accompany you." "_Mon Dieu!_ what for ?" exclaimed Madame.

"Never did I hear of such a thing," while even Juliette looked amazed.
Meanwhile Godfrey had risen and was making for the door, with a fixed and sickly smile upon his face.

The Pasteur swallowed down his _vin ordinaire_ and rushed after him.
"He is ill," said Juliette, with sympathy, "all day he has looked strange." "Perhaps," said Madame.