She helped M'sieu' and me.

Rosalie is a good girl, and kind to me," she whimpered.
The Cure seemed satisfied, and after looking at the sick man for a moment, he came close to Charley.

"I am deeply pained at what happened to-day," he said courteously.

"I know you have had nothing to do with the beloved little cross." The Notary tried to draw near and listen, but the Cure's look held him back.

The doctor was busy with his patient.
"You are only just, Monsieur," said Charley in response, wishing that these kind eyes were fixed anywhere than on his face.
All at once the Cure laid a hand upon his arm.