“He was a very close friend of M. Baradier, and the godfather of his son Marcel. They all bewail his loss.”
Lichtenbach raised his eyes from the ground; he looked at his daughter with keen look—
“Madame Baradier and Madeline.”
“You have spoken to Mademoiselle Baradier?”
“Yes; and to her mother as well.”
“And the son also, perhaps?”
The sudden harshness of tone in Lichtenbach’s questions troubled Marianne. She stopped astonished—
“But, papa, I assure you, everybody was exceedingly kind to me. M. Marcel Baradier accompanied me right to the carriage. Was it not quite natural?”
“Yes, yes, perfectly natural. Repeat to me all they said to you. Did they make no mention of me?”