What have you done with them ?' 'Oh, I don't know--I must have thrown them away! Where are they ?' she sobbed.
Desprez groped about in the darkness.

'Admirable!' he remarked; 'my grey velveteen trousers! This will exactly meet your necessities.' 'Give them to me!' she cried fiercely; but as soon as she had them in her hands her mood appeared to alter--she stood silent for a moment, and then pressed the garment back upon the Doctor.

'Give it to Aline,' she said--'poor girl.' 'Nonsense!' said the Doctor.

'Aline does not know what she is about.
Aline is beside herself with terror; and at any rate, she is a peasant.
Now I am really concerned at this exposure for a person of your housekeeping habits; my solicitude and your fantastic modesty both point to the same remedy--the pantaloons.' He held them ready.
'It is impossible.

You do not understand,' she said with dignity.
By this time rescue was at hand.