"Thanks, Citizen," stammered Maurice; "I am looking for the name of a friend."
"Tell me the name, Citizen; I know everybody in this quarter. Where does this friend live?"
"He lived, I think, in the old Rue Saint Jacques; but I fear he has removed."
"But how is he named? I must know that."
Maurice taken thus unawares hesitated for a moment, then pronounced the first name that presented itself to his memory.
"René," said he.
"And what trade?"
Maurice was surrounded by tanneries.
"A journeyman-tanner," said he.