"Something familiar about that. Ah! its from Lerouge!"
"Lerouge!"
"Very good, very good! Look!"
Jean jumped up excitedly,—this time with evident pleasure.
"Coming here! and to-night! Good!"
"Oh! I'm so glad, mon ami!" exclaimed Mlle. Fouchette. "And, see! 'toi!'—he calls you 'thee;' he is not angry!"
The note from Lerouge was simply a line, as if in answer to something of the day.
"Merci,—je serai chez toi ce soir."
"'Toi,'—it is good!" said the girl.
"Yes, it looks fair. And Henri always had the way of getting a world of meaning in a few words."