"Monsieur will not be satisfied at that. Your room is ready, up stairs."
"Thanks! thanks! thanks! Take this hundred franc note for the good news."
"Oh, monsieur! it was not worth so much."
"But where is he? I want to see him—to embrace him—to tell him——"
"He's dressing, monsieur; and so is madame."
"And the children—my dear grandchildren?"
"If you want to see them, they're right here, in the dining room."
"If I want to! Open the door right away!"
He discovered that the little boy resembled him, and was overjoyed to see him in the dress of an artillerist playing with a sabre. His pockets were soon emptied on the floor; and the two children, at the sight of so many good things, hung about his neck.
"O philosophers!" cried the Colonel, "do you dare to deny the existence of the voice of Nature?"