"For me!" he exclaimed.

"Mademoiselle Rose has troubled herself to keep a cup of coffee hot for me ?" The old servant stared; Trudaine stopped and looked back.
"What is there so very surprising," he asked, "in such an ordinary act of politeness on my sister's part ?" "Excuse me, Monsieur Trudaine," answered Lomaque; "you have not passed such an existence as mine--you are not a friendless old man--you have a settled position in the world, and are used to be treated with consideration.

I am not.

This is the first occasion in my life on which I find myself an object for the attention of a young lady, and it takes me by surprise.

I repeat my excuses; pray let us go in." Trudaine made no reply to this curious explanation.