He took luncheon with the family, enjoying the downright refreshing collation of broiled birds, onions, meal-cakes and claret, ending with a dish of blackberries and cream.
M.Roussillon seized the first opportunity to resume his successful romancing, and presently in the midst of the meal began to tell Father Beret about what he had seen in Quebec.
"By the way," he said, with expansive casualness in his voice, "I called upon your old-time friend and co-adjutor, Father Sebastien, while up there.

A noble old man.

He sent you a thousand good messages.
Was mightily delighted when I told him how happy and hale you have always been here.

Ah, you should have seen his dear old eyes full of loving tears.

He would walk a hundred miles to see you, he said, but never expected to in this world.