“I understand—their word was sufficient; they did not need a notary to reconcile them, I suppose?”
“They were never reconciled at all.”
He then shook me by the hand.
“Have you no message for your brother?” I said.
“Yes, certainly, if it will not incommode you to deliver it.”
“Well, then, let us embrace. I can only deliver that which I am able to receive.” [[See “Transcriber’s Note.”]]
So we embraced each other.
“We shall see you again some day?” I said.
“Yes, if you come to Corsica.”
“No, but won’t you come to Paris?”