"Assuredly monsieur does not forget the finest baby of St.Genevieve?
Come, you shall see Josephine St.Auban Jeanne Marie Fournier--at once, _tout de suite_.

_Voila_!" Hector was rolling down his sleeves and loosening the string of his leathern apron.

Suddenly he turned.
"But, Monsieur," he said, "come, I have news! It is a situation _un peu difficile_; but it can not be concealed, and what can not be concealed may best be revealed." "What news ?" asked Dunwody.

"More bad news ?" "Not in the least, as we of my household regard it.

With monsieur, I am not so certain.