You have nothing more to tell me, then ?" "Nothing, sir," Louis answered calmly.

"I wish you once more _bonne fortune_!" I nodded, and left the cafe.

Of the hall-porter I made an inquiry as to the man who had had a fit in the cafe earlier in the evening.
"The doctor has been to see him twice, sir," the man told me.

"It was a sort of apoplectic stroke, brought on by something which he had eaten." "Will he recover ?" I asked.
"The doctor says it is serious," the man answered, "but that with careful nursing he will pull round.

We have just sent a telegram to a lady in Paris to come over." I smiled as I rang the bell for the lift.