"I know where to search!" "You think so ?" inquired M.Daburon.
"Why, it is clear enough.

We must find the tall sunburnt man, the gallant in the blouse.

The brandy and the wine were intended for his entertainment.

The widow expected him to supper.

He came, sure enough, the amiable gallant!" "Oh!" cried the corporal of gendarmes, evidently scandalised, "she was very old, and terribly ugly!" Gevrol surveyed the honest fellow with an expression of contemptuous pity.