And the Count, who seemed strangely nervous, and showed more sternness and bitterness than ever, was, on his side, also eager to be gone.

"Ah! it's you at last.

I was waiting for you," he said to Pierre.

"Well, let's get off at once, eh?
Your compatriot Monsieur Narcisse Habert asked me to tell you not to look for him.

The fact is, he has gone to see my friend Lisbeth to her carriage.