"Pardon, Monsieur Raoul," said he, "but it is not you I seek, it is Father Brigaud."
"Never mind, my dear Boniface, you are welcome. Baron, allow me to present you to my predecessor in my room. The son of our worthy landlady, and godson of the Abbe Brigaud."
"Oh, you have friends barons, Monsieur Raoul! what an honor for our house!"
"Well," said the abbe, "you were looking for me you said. What do you want?"
"I want nothing. It was my mother who sent for you."
"What does she want? Do you know?"
"She wants to know why the parliament is to assemble to-morrow."
"The parliament assemble to-morrow!" cried Valef and D'Harmental together.
"And how did your mother know?"
"I told her."