She had not seen him again, she declared; he must have gone with a mate to Belgium, where there was a prospect of some work.

From what she said, it appeared to the priest that Salvat had not dared to return to the Rue des Saules since his crime, in which all had collapsed, both his past life of toil and hope, and his recent existence with its duties towards the woman and the child.
"There's the factory, Monsieur l'Abbe," suddenly said Madame Toussaint, "my sister-in-law won't have to wait now, since you've been kind enough to help her.

Thank you for her and for us." Madame Theodore and Celine likewise poured forth their thanks, standing beside Madame Toussaint in the everlasting mud of that populous district, amidst the jostling of the passers-by.

And lingering there as if to see Pierre enter, they again chatted together and repeated that, after all, some priests were very kind.
The Grandidier works covered an extensive plot of ground.

Facing the street there was only a brick building with narrow windows and a great archway, through which one espied a long courtyard.