After dinner I asked Agatha how she came to know Callimena.
“My husband is her godfather.”
“What is her exact age?”
“Fourteen.”
“She’s a simple prodigy! What loveliness!”
“Her sister is still handsomer.”
“I have never seen her.”
A servant came in and said M. Goudar would like to have a little private conversation with the advocate.
The advocate came back in a quarter of an hour, and informed me that Goudar had given him the two hundred ounces, and that he had returned him the ring.
“Then that’s all settled, and I am very glad of it. I have certainly made an eternal enemy of him, but that doesn’t trouble me much.”