From time to time, he would pull a leaf off a tree and clap it over his mouth to cool his lips.

His business consists in going from one place to another, attending to letters and errands.

He goes to Douarnenez, Quimperle, Brest and even to Rennes, which is forty miles away (a journey which he accomplished in four days, including going and coming).

His whole ambition, he said, was to return to Rennes once more during his lifetime.

And only for the purpose, mind you, of going back, of making the trip, and being able to boast of it afterwards.