As for the boy, he was delighted with the resolution of his doubts; even wondered that he had not foreseen the obvious and conclusive answer.

His faith in the Doctor was a stout piece of goods.

Desprez was inclined to be a sheet in the wind's eye after dinner, especially after Rhone wine, his favourite weakness.

He would then remark on the warmth of his feeling for Anastasie, and with inflamed cheeks and a loose, flustered smile, debate upon all sorts of topics, and be feebly and indiscreetly witty.

But the adopted stable-boy would not permit himself to entertain a doubt that savoured of ingratitude.