A dull sound—the sound of a body falling into water, terminated the ceremony, and the two spouses returned to their domicil, with the satisfaction that always follows the performance of a duty.
Nicholas said to himself:
"I didn't think she was so credulous!"
"I didn't think he was so simple!" thought the worthy Kettle, wedded wife of Claus.
They slept the sleep of innocence. Oh, how much less soft their pillows would have seemed, if Fougas had gone home with his million!
At ten o'clock the next morning, while they were taking their coffee and buttered rolls, the president of the bank called in, and said to them:
"I am greatly obliged to you for having accepted a draft on Paris instead of a million in specie, and without premium, too. That young Frenchman you sent to us is a little brusque, but very lively, and a good fellow."