17/29 You may trust me, you may indeed, and perhaps my husband and I may be able to be of some use. You may trust me,' seeing that Madame and her husband looked at each other in bewilderment; 'may they not, Dudu ?' she added, turning to me. 'Tell Mademoiselle Jeanne that she can indeed trust me.' "I flapped my wings and croaked. There is nothing to tell but the same sad story that has been to tell in so many once happy French homes. But explain to me, my dear Charlotte, how you are here. |