"Are you satisfied?" Bocage inquired.
"Enchanted."
"Bravo! the rest of the piece belongs to Dorval."
"You will not leave her in the lurch?"
"Oh! be easy on that score!"
I ran to Dorval's door.
"It is superb, my child—splendid! magnificent!"
"Is that you, my big bow-wow?"
"Yes."
"Come in, then!"