“And then?”
“Then he commenced singing like a very bird, the dear fellow. His voice is as sweet as his face; any woman would fall in love with him. I’m precious glad that my girl, Euphenice is nowhere near.”
“And after that he went out?” continued Tantaine. “Did he say how long he would be away?”
“Only to give his lessons. I suppose he expected that you would call.”
“Very good,” remarked the old man; then, addressing Dr. Hortebise, he said, “Perhaps, sir, you are going to the Registry Office?”
“Yes; I want to see Mascarin.”
“He is not there; but if you want to see him on any special matter, you had better come to our young friend’s apartment, and await his arrival.”
“Very well, I will do so,” answered the doctor.
Hortebise was much more impressed than Paul with the skill of the hand which had imparted such a look of long occupation to the rooms.
“On my word, the quiet simplicity of these rooms would induce any father to give his daughter to this young fellow.”