"Then for six francs a month, I may reckon upon your valuable services. Will you permit me to ask your name?"
"Pomona Fortunata Anastasia Pipelet."
"Well, then, Madame Pipelet, having agreed as to your own terms, will you be pleased to tell me those for the apartment I wish to engage?"
"With the adjoining small closet, one hundred and fifty francs a month,—not a farthing less. The principal lessee is a screw,—a regular skinflint."
"What is his name?"
"M. Bras Rouge."
This name, and the remembrances so unexpectedly presented by it, made Rodolph start.
"I think, Madame Pipelet, you were saying that the principal lessee of the house is——"
"M. Bras Rouge."
"And he lives——"