"What, madame, refuse five louis d'or?"
"It is for the very reason that this is such a large sum of money that I am so sorry you accepted it."
"I didn't know, madame. It is the first time such a thing ever happened. If madame wants me to, I'll take these five gold pieces up to the château, and return them to the lady."
"That would only make a bad matter worse, but if you want to please me, Marguerite, you will give this hundred francs to the poor of our parish."
"I'll do that very thing to-morrow, madame," said Marguerite, bravely, "for these gold pieces burn my fingers, now you tell me I did wrong to take them."
"Thank you, Marguerite, thank you. I always knew you were a good, true woman. But one word more. Does my son know that Madame de Pont Brillant was here?"
"No, madame, for I have not told him, and I was alone in the house when the carriage came."
"Very well. I don't want my son to know anything about this visit, Marguerite."
"I won't breathe a word, then."
"And if Madame de Pont Brillant calls again you are to say that I am not at home, whether I am or not."