"Remorse!--you, Jean Oullier?"
"Ah! did you hear what I said?"
"Yes."
"Well, I don't unsay it."
"What remorse have you about him?"
"None about him," said Jean Oullier, in a gloomy voice; "I meant his father."
"His father?" said Bertha, shivering in spite of herself.
"Yes," said Jean Oullier. "My name was changed in a day because of him; I was no longer Jean Oullier."
"What were you then?"
"Chastisement."