My dear Cecile, I am very grateful to you for the key of this room.

I beg that you will make my compliments to the Citizen your uncle upon his return, and inform him of how thoroughly you ministered to my wants." With that and a superb air of insouciance, he made shift to go.

But fronting him she barred his way.
"Give me that paper, sclerat," she demanded imperiously.

"You shall not go until you surrender it.

Give it to me or I will call Duplay." "You may call the devil for aught I care, you little fool," he answered her, very pleasantly.