There is the bill for the flour?
Well, I will pay it myself--and you can go as soon as you like." Then she put on her coat and capote and mittens, and went to the door.
"Where are you going, Ma'm'selle ?" cried Solime, in high rage.
"I am going to M'sieu' Medallion," she said.
Hard profane words followed her, but she ran, and never stopped till she came to Medallion's house.

He was not there.

She found him at the Little Chemist's.

That night a pony and cart took away from the house of Annette's father the chest of drawers, the bed, the bedding, the pieces of linen, and the pile of yarn which had been made ready so long against Benoit's coming.

Medallion had said he could sell them at once, and he gave her the money that night; but this was after he had had a talk with the Cure, to whom Annette had told all.