He spent a restless afternoon.
The next day--that of her arrival--was a Sunday.

He had made Ferrand a promise to go with him to hear a sermon in the slums, and, catching at any diversion which might allay excitement, he fulfilled it.

The preacher in question--an amateur, so Ferrand told him--had an original method of distributing the funds that he obtained.

To male sheep he gave nothing, to ugly female sheep a very little, to pretty female sheep the rest.

Ferrand hazarded an inference, but he was a foreigner.