You can see him then." Juliette asked no more questions, but allowed Anne Mie to tidy her hair for her, to lend her a fresh kerchief and generally to efface all traces of her terrible adventure.

She felt puzzled and tearful.

Anne Mie's gentleness seemed somehow to jar on her spirits.

She could not understand the girl's position in the Deroulede household.

Was she a relative, or a superior servant?
In these troublous times she might easily have been both.
In any case she was a childhood's companion of the Citizen-Deputy--whether on an equal or a humbler footing, Juliette would have given much to ascertain.
With the marvellous instinct peculiar to women of temperament, she had already divined Anne Mie's love for Deroulede.