The Sister and the Chevalier looked around and saw the vicomte leaning on the window-sill.

"Why was it not my happiness to tarry by that lumber-pile.

I saw the lad.'" "Ah, it is you, Vicomte ?" said the Chevalier, pleasantly.
"Yes, Chevalier.

Will you walk with me ?" Being without excuse, the Chevalier joined him, and together they proceeded toward the quarters.
Sister Benie stared after them till they had disappeared around the corner of the building.
"Chevalier," said the vicomte, "do you remember Henri de Leviston ?" "De Leviston ?" The Chevalier frowned.

"Yes; I recollect him.