He has a head on his shoulder, M.de Marsac.

Well, two leagues outside the town they halted, scarcely knowing how to proceed.

By good fortune, however, a horse-dealer of my acquaintance was at the inn.
He knew Mademoiselle de la Vire, and, hearing whither she was bound, brought her hither without let or hindrance.' 'Was he a Norman ?' I asked, M.de Rosny nodded, smiling at me shrewdly.

'Yes,' he said, 'he told me much about you.

And now let me introduce you to my wife, Madame de Rosny.' He led me up to the lady who had risen at my entrance, and who now welcomed me as kindly as she had before looked on me, paying me many pleasant compliments.