Jean, my child, do you remember ?" "I remember, I remember." "Well, then, Jean, you must do as your father wished; it is your duty, Jean; it is your duty.

You must go to Paris.

You would like to stay here, I understand that well, and I should like it, too; but it can not be.

You must go to Paris, and work, work hard.

Not that I am anxious about that; you are your father's true son.