Anastasie's born brother, he did not waste much sentiment on the lady, gave her an English family kiss, and demanded a meal without delay.
'You can tell me your story while we eat,' he observed.

'Anything good to-day, Stasie ?' He was promised something good.

The trio sat down to table in the arbour, Jean-Marie waiting as well as eating, and the Doctor recounted what had happened in his richest narrative manner.

Casimir heard it with explosions of laughter.
'What a streak of luck for you, my good brother,' he observed, when the tale was over.

'If you had gone to Paris, you would have played dick- duck-drake with the whole consignment in three months.