Go." Manicamp turned round, bowed once more, and left the room, his heart overflowing with joy.

In fact, he knew very well that the presence of Madame herself would be the best balm to apply to his friend's wounds.

A quarter of an hour had hardly elapsed when he heard the sound of a door opened softly, and closed with like precaution.

He listened to the light footfalls gliding down the staircase, and then hard the signal agreed upon.

He immediately went out, and, faithful to his promise, bent his way, without once turning his head, through the streets of Fontainebleau, towards the doctor's dwelling..