[5] Thou art very long in coming. Alas! shall I never see thee more?
[6] It is he!
V.
“What art thou writing, my brother?” asked Julie from among her pillows one day; “something for the journals?”
“Oui, cherie.”
“Oh, dear Julien, take care! do not say that the Emperor of America is not a good Emperor!”
“Fear not, mon enfant: we are in a free country where one says what one pleases.”
Julien brought a basin which had been heating on the stove.
“Here is something for thee, little one.”