They returned home satisfied.
It was not long after that when one morning Celeste came into Madame Verine's house; she was weeping on account of the loss of some of her money.

She had come up to town, she said, to buy her wedding clothes, for which the notary had been so good as to advance her a hundred francs, but her pocket had been picked in the train.

The money was gone--quite gone--alas! So tearful was she that they lent her some money--not much, but a little.

Then she dried her eyes, and said she would also get some things on credit, promising to pay in a month, for it was then she was to be married.

At the end of the day she came back gaily to show her treasures.
'When the rejoicings of your wedding are over,' said Madame Verine, 'and your husband brings you to town to claim the money, you may stay here in the upper room of this house--it is an invitation.' In a month came the wedding pair, joyful and blooming.