"Alas! Remy, like the child also, he is often well to-day and dead to-morrow."
Remy did not reply, for he had nothing really reassuring to say, and silence succeeded for some minutes.
"At what hour have you ordered the horses?" said the lady, at last.
"At two o'clock."
"And one has just struck."
"Yes, madame."
"No one is watching outside?"
"No one."
"Not even that unhappy young man?"
"Not even he."