The Clerk of the Court went quickly forward and threw open the door.
There stepped inside the widow of Palass Poucette.

She had a letter in her hand.

"M'sieu', pardon, if I intrude," she said to M.Fille; "but I heard that M'sieu' Jean Jacques was here.

I have news for him." "News!" repeated Jean Jacques, and he looked like a man who was waiting for what he feared to hear.

"They told me at the post-office that you were here.