“Where is your Miss’es?”
“Madame is upstairs with M’sieu Jean.”
Then he shouted, looking up at the higher floor: “Louise!”
Mme. Roland half opened her door and answered:
“What is it, my dear?”
“Are we to have nothing to eat to-day, hang it all?”
“Yes, my dear, I am coming.”
And she went down, followed by Jean.
Roland, as soon as he saw him, exclaimed:
“Hallo! There you are! Sick of your home already?”