“Did you find out anything?”

“Yes, Madame.”

“What?”

“They are all Americans, Madame. A young man and his friend; the older man is the father.”

“The companion's?”

“No, the young man's.”

“Did you learn their names or where they are from?”

Babette sank upon her knees by the bedside.

“Oh, Madame, I am so happy.”

Alice regarded her with astonishment.