The famous Doctor Gasterini, equally celebrated as a gourmand and as a physician, had restored Onésime's sight.
On returning from the church, Segoffin remarked to Suzanne with a triumphant air:
"Ah, well, my dear, was I not right in telling you that, 'what is to be, will be?' Haven't I always predicted that you would be Madame Segoffin some day? Are you, or are you not?"
"Oh, well, I suppose one must make the best of it," responded Madame Segoffin, with a pretended sigh, though she really felt as proud of her husband as if he had been one of the heroes of the Grande Armée she was so fond of raving about. "There's no help for it, I suppose, as 'that which is done cannot be undone.'"
THE END.