“Are you all alone?”
“Oh no. My father has stayed behind for a moment to speak to the wife of a Senator.”
“He is going to leave you here for some time?”
“I do not know. Perhaps it would not be convenient for him to return for me.”
Turning towards the nun presiding at the cash-box, she said—
“Are you pleased with the result of your sales, madame?”
“We have made three thousand francs since noon, my child. But it will soon be five o’clock. In an hour everything will be over. We have still a third of our stock left.”
“Very well. Send me everything you have not sold to-night,” said the young girl, simply.
“Ah, my child, how grateful I feel to you. But what will your father think?”
Mademoiselle Lichtenbach smiled calmly.