I will start for Douarnenez at once." "Will Jacques go too ?" "No." An hour later he passed Delia and her father on the road to Douarnenez.
He did not recognise them, but Delia, seeing him, shrank away in a corner of the carriage, trembling.
Jacques had wished to go to London with Gaston, but had been denied.

He was to care for the horses.

When he saw his master ride down over the place, waving a hand back towards him, he came in and said to Andree: "Madame, there is trouble--I do not know what.

But I once said I would never leave him, wherever he go or whatever he did.

Well, I never will leave him--or you, madame--no." "That is right, that is right," she said earnestly; "you must never leave him, Jacques.