How can we tell but that she will perhaps go and leave the beloved Zoe alone!" "And leave our little philosopher--miller also alone ?" remarked the Judge quizzically, yet with solemnity.

M.Fille was agitated; he made a protesting gesture.

"Jean Jacques can find comfort, but the child--ah, no, it is too terrible! Someone should speak.

I tried to do it--to Madame Carmen, to Jean Jacques; but it was no use.

How could I betray her to him, how could I tell her that I knew her shame!" The Judge turned brusquely and caught his friend by the shoulders, fastening him with the eyes which had made many a witness forget to lie.
"If you were an avocat in practice I would ruin your reputation, Fille," he said.